When they got back home, Matt had two difficult phone calls to make. Since he’d already talked with his mother once, he figured he’d put her on the back burner and deal with Roxie first. Under his breath, he grumbled, “She better not make me regret this.”
Vic heard him and laughed. “I think she’s looking forward to the wedding more than we are. Just stand firm.”
Matt rolled his eyes. Easier said than done when it came to the elemental force of nature that was his coworker. He retreated to the bedroom again, but this time didn’t close the mental connection he shared with Vic. He might need backup and wanted to make sure he didn’t have to yell for help.
Taking a deep breath to steel himself, he called Roxie’s cell. You can do this, he told himself.
::You got this, babe,:: Vic answered si
