Too Picky

Erica

"So? How was your trip to Dallas?" Lanie leaned against the counter in Matt's kitchen later that night as I chopped up veggies for a stir fry. I was glad that she decided to still come even though we were adding Matt to the mix.

"It was good. Like I said, I fit in with Matt's family so well. Not that I didn't know that. I mean, hell, I just got back from Jamaica as the only non-family member to attend Kent's wedding." I picked up a bell pepper and handed it to her.

She leaned in and bit it. "What's going on? You're tense."

"No, I'm not." I popped the rest into my mouth.

"Lies." She moved to the sink and washed her hands.

Matt was in a room down the hall, working furiously on adding the accents to the portrait before he would let me or Lanie see it.

"I'm good." I shrugged and tossed the veggies in our stir fry pan. "It's just that Mitch came in today when Matt and I were kissing, which was a little awkward."

"The new director at the firm?"

"Yeah." I glanced over at her. "I though