She entered the restaurant to see a tall man with chocolate skin and a beautiful woman standing next to him with light tan skin. She could tell Alexis got her looks from her mother, they looked exactly alike. Standing with them were her own parents, her dad standing tall at six feet and her mother petite next to him. Her father had light blond hair and pale blue eyes, her mother had her own darker complexion.
“This is our daughter Evelyn. Evelyn these are Alexs’ parents Trent and Ruby Travers,” her father said, and she shook each of their hands.
“Very nice to meet you,” she said with a smile on her face.
“You are spoken of highly by Luke. He told us you took over being the manager for Dragon Lore Art. We recently purchased a painting sold by them. Who was the artist again, dear?” Trent asked his wife.
“Roxie Austin,” Ruby replied, and Evelyn smiled.
“Roxie is my best friend,” she explained, and both looked at her with appreciation in their eyes.
“Do you sell the art?” Ruby asked.
“I am in charge of the shows and making sure I send the art to the right buyers in the proper condition. I am the one who people contact for specific pieces and used to be in charge of our artists in residence. That has been passed on to Anderson Jones, he travels around to recruit artists for the gallery,” she explained.
“Are you busy?” Trent asked, leading the way to the table where her brothers were already seated.
“Yes. This is the first long weekend I have been able to take since Roxie showed at the end of August last year. I made a few small Saturday morning up and back Sunday trips and had the holidays off,” she explained, sitting down at the table next to Jeanie.
“Does it pay well?” Trent asked and Alexis groaned.
“It is fine, Alexis. Yes, it pays well enough I am able to afford an apartment of my own. I used to have a roommate, but with the new job I can live alone,” she replied.
“Do you enjoy being in a position of power?” Trent continued and Evelyn stared at him in surprise. She didn’t feel her position was one of power.
“We work as a team. I am just the one who fixes things when they go wrong,” she answered.
“Dad leave her alone,” Alexis pleaded and Trent nodded, letting the conversation turn to Luke and Alexis.
“When were you thinking on getting married?” Jeanie asked when they’d ordered their meals.
“We are thinking next June. I want to get married at the Mount Green Country Club and they have a long waiting list,” Alexis replied. Evelyn sipped her water and tried to place the club.
“Where is that?” she asked.
“In my hometown,” Alexis answered.
“Where is that?” Victor asked.
“It’s in Ohio, right outside Cleveland.” Evelyn inwardly sighed. It would mean another long trip.
“Evvy.” Alexis turned to her.
“Would you be one of my bridesmaids?” Alexis asked her. Evelyn paused. She didn’t know Alexis all that well. She saw Luke give her a smile and so she nodded.
“Yes,” she said and was hugged tightly by Alexis. That was when she felt her body revolt to Alexis’ perfume and ran away from the table. She barely made it to the restroom before she lost her breakfast. This stomach bug was getting old.
“Evvy?” her mother called. She heard the bathroom door open and her mother’s footsteps.
“Yes,” she replied, wiping her mouth and stepping out of the stall.
“What happened?” her mother asked. Evelyn looked at her mom and sighed.
“For a week now I’ve been sick to my stomach. I thought it was the stress from Evan Mathews’ art show. You know how I get when I’m stressed out,” she shared. Her mother nodded and brushed a strand of hair from her face.
“What set it off today?” Evelyn thought about it.
“Alexis hugged me and her perfume made me feel sick,” she answered.
“So you aren’t overwhelmed at the thought of being a bridesmaid. You’ll have to take part in dress fittings, the bridal shower, and the whole wedding day.” Evelyn considered her mother’s words and shook her head.
“I hadn’t thought about that until now. Thanks Mom,” she groaned.
“So it isn’t stress, and you didn’t eat anything bad?” Evelyn watched as her mother processed everything and then her eyes got wide.
“When was you last period?” Gasping at her mother’s thought she shook her head.
“I’m on birth control, Mom.”
“Not foolproof.” Evelyn shook her head.
“I haven’t slept with anyone since I threw Anderson out of my apartment five weeks ago,” she replied.
“Were you using protection?” Evelyn blanched, they’d run out of condoms. She thought her birth control would be enough.
“Um.” She wouldn’t make eye contact and her mother shook her head.
“Go get a pregnancy test,” she said.
“I have an appointment with my doctor in a week,” she told her.
“Good still get a pregnancy test. Once you take it, call me and let me know if I am going to be a grandma or not,” her mother ordered.
“I’ll let you know when I know,” she promised, and after rinsing her mouth and washing her hands, she and her mom went back to the table. Arriving at the table, Evelyn saw their meals had come, and hers was waiting at her seat.
“Are you okay?” Jeanie asked, Evelyn nodded and took her seat.
“I’m sorry. Dinner last night didn’t sit well and I’ve been feeling a little under the weather today. I am feeling better now,” she replied and took a bite of her Cobb salad minus the meat. Meat had been making her sick, the smell and taste, so she kept away from it. The rest of lunch went by without incident, and Evelyn went back to her room to think about what her mother had said. Could she be pregnant? Did she want to take a test or wait until she saw her doctor? This was something she needed to talk to Roxie about. She needed her best friend’s advice. Resolving to talk to Roxie at their weekly dinner, she laid down on the bed and took a nap.