Starting Tonight

Chapter 17

Joanie was right. I have hypoglycemia brought on by a multiple pregnancy. It's been a hellish week, but things were getting better. Cory's parents were coming up again this weekend to help us get all the furniture organized. My parents are mad over us getting married and not telling them. Chris is still mad about it too, but the difference is that my parents are just mad about everything. They still aren't happy that I moved to Nashville. They don't understand that he couldn't just pack up and move to Virginia. His job has him here and they can't comprehend that he has to be here because of it.

I haven't worked much this week, but I have to go in this afternoon for a meeting. I have a whole list of things to do after too. They called this morning and said that our furniture was in and we could either pick it up for a $500 delivery charge or we could pick it up ourselves. Well, I'm not paying anyone to do it when I know several willing and able guys that could do it for free. We wouldn't even have to rent a truck since Cory still has his Silverado.

Speaking of Cory, he went over to Chris's this morning for something and never came home. I need to run over there before I head out. No better time than now to talk to all of them about the furniture situation. As I walked out the door I noticed that everyone was there and there was one vehicle I didn't recognize.

I walked into the door not even thinking, "I'm going to the office and I'm taking your truck," I exclaimed before I even saw everyone sitting in the living room, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had an interview today."

"It's okay," Chris smiled, "We could use a break."

"What are you taking my truck for?" Cory asked curiously.

"I'm picking up some of the furniture today," I told him, "I need your truck to do it."

Every one of the guys tensed up, "Would ya'll just relax? It's not like I'm loading it myself, they will. I'll just drive the truck here and ya'll can unload it."

"No, I'll do it tomorrow," Cory said as he got up and walked towards me.

"I'm not incapable of doing this. I've been driving a truck since I was a kid. I know what I'm doing," I exclaimed.

"I don't want you stressing over that. Just let me do it," Cory retorted.

"Cory, I'm pregnant not dumb!" I yelled at him forgetting that there was someone here that didn't know.

It that second both of us shot a look around to the woman who was interviewing them.

"It's off the record," she smiled as we turned back around.

"Baby, please just let me and Chris go get it," Cory begged.

"There's no sense in ya'll going out when you don't have to. I'll be driving right by there anyway. It'll save gas, plus I don't want any of it in the house until I'm there," I told him as I turned to Chris and Brandon, "Do ya'll need anything from the store? I'm stopping by there when I get out of this meeting. Oh, and Brandon don't forget. You're on the list. You have to be there."

"There's a list on the fridge like there always is," Chris said with a smile.

"I'll be there. It's at one right?" Brandon asked curiously.

"Yeah, right after lunch," I said as I rolled my eyes.

"I'll be there," Brandon said as I walked into the kitchen grabbed the list off the fridge and back out again.

"Will you please just let me do it?" Cory begged one more time.

"No. I've got this," I told him, "Oh, and will you two please call your mother. She's been calling me all morning wanting to know why you weren't answering her phone calls."