Today's prompt is nudge. We left off with Levi comparing men who prefer to date petite women as being unsure of their masculinity.
“Good analogy. “ Oliver agreed, gesturing to the paper with his pen. “Let’s finish this so I can get home to my loving spouse. You,” he nudged Levi’s shoulder before continuing, “can get your car and gear to move in.”
Move in. At least, she was sitting down. A man who needed a small dainty woman was a man not sure of his own masculinity. Yes, that sounded like her date. No doubt, the man would marry a diminutive woman who would run him ragged. The thought made her smile.
“I am certainly glad to see you’re no longer opposed to Levi moving in.” The words startled her. She wasn’t opposed to Levi moving in? Her smile had been taken for acceptance. Oh well, it could be worse. If she got out more, she might meet someone who was secure in his masculinity. Her first challenge would be to figure out how to do that.
The chairs scratching across the linoleum brought her out of her reverie. Standing, Oliver pushed the papers across to her. “If you’re good with the guidelines, sign here.”
Taking the proffered pin, she signed the paper. She handed the pen to Levi wondering if he’d balk, but he didn’t. He signed right under her signature.
“Okay, children. I’ll have Amalee type this up when she comes in Monday. For now, this is the temporary agreement. I can make a copy for you at the office and Levi can bring it with him when he returns.” Oliver capped his pen, securing it in his shirt pocket. He gathered up the papers and put them back into his case.
The three of them walked to the door together. She watched them head to the sedan. Oliver had his hands in his pockets, whistling while he walked. Levi kept his back ramrod straight and tried to use his cane as little as possible to prove he didn’t need it. When they both turned to open the car doors, she waved as if bidding old friends goodbye.
“I’ll be back around six.” Levi’s voice carried easily. The man was probably used to yelling over gunfire.
Not knowing how to reply to that, she waved and tried to stretch her lips into a smile. He’d be back at six. Only a few more hours before her life changed again. The only thing certain about her life was nothing ever remained the same.
“Good analogy. “ Oliver agreed, gesturing to the paper with his pen. “Let’s finish this so I can get home to my loving spouse. You,” he nudged Levi’s shoulder before continuing, “can get your car and gear to move in.”
Move in. At least, she was sitting down. A man who needed a small dainty woman was a man not sure of his own masculinity. Yes, that sounded like her date. No doubt, the man would marry a diminutive woman who would run him ragged. The thought made her smile.
“I am certainly glad to see you’re no longer opposed to Levi moving in.” The words startled her. She wasn’t opposed to Levi moving in? Her smile had been taken for acceptance. Oh well, it could be worse. If she got out more, she might meet someone who was secure in his masculinity. Her first challenge would be to figure out how to do that.
The chairs scratching across the linoleum brought her out of her reverie. Standing, Oliver pushed the papers across to her. “If you’re good with the guidelines, sign here.”
Taking the proffered pin, she signed the paper. She handed the pen to Levi wondering if he’d balk, but he didn’t. He signed right under her signature.
“Okay, children. I’ll have Amalee type this up when she comes in Monday. For now, this is the temporary agreement. I can make a copy for you at the office and Levi can bring it with him when he returns.” Oliver capped his pen, securing it in his shirt pocket. He gathered up the papers and put them back into his case.
The three of them walked to the door together. She watched them head to the sedan. Oliver had his hands in his pockets, whistling while he walked. Levi kept his back ramrod straight and tried to use his cane as little as possible to prove he didn’t need it. When they both turned to open the car doors, she waved as if bidding old friends goodbye.
“I’ll be back around six.” Levi’s voice carried easily. The man was probably used to yelling over gunfire.
Not knowing how to reply to that, she waved and tried to stretch her lips into a smile. He’d be back at six. Only a few more hours before her life changed again. The only thing certain about her life was nothing ever remained the same.
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