her introduction to the town earlier that day, he felt kind of bad. Oh, they had been friendly enough, and Last Chance was probably a lot more welcoming than a lot of small towns, when you got down to it, but they did have to look you over a bit first, bide their time before they made up their minds about you. Clearly, Jess hadnât been quite ready for that, and Andy was glad that Lainie, a newcomer herself by Last Chance standards, had cut right through all that reticence and was making Jess feel right at homeâat least he hoped Jess was beginning to feel at home. He certainly wanted her to.
âSo, what do you do, Lainie?â
Andy winced a little. The question, the first one asked in so many places, was not so common in Last Chance. In the first place, everybody pretty much knew what everybody else did, and in the second, what you did just wasnât the most interesting thing about you. But Lainie seemed to take it in stride.
âI work here, actually. The woman who owned the Dip ânâ Dine before Chris gave me a job when I first got here, and I just lovethe place. If Times Square is the crossroads of the world, the Dip ânâ Dine is the crossroads of this whole area. Take a booth in the corner, and youâll see everyone from miles around pass through.â
âHere you go.â Kaitlyn was back and placed the plate she was carrying in front of Andy. âAnd what can I bring you?â
She smiled down at Jess, who looked around and shrugged. âMenu?â
âCombination plate or rellenos?â Lainie, Ray, and Andy spoke in unison with Kaitlyn.
âBut the word is that rellenos is the dish to order,â Andy finished up.
Jess eyed the dish in front of him and nodded. âLooks good. Iâll have that too.â
âHere, take mine.â Andy set the plate in front of her and looked up at Kaitlyn. âJust bring me another like it.â
âNo, no. This is yours.â Jess began to protest.
âItâs fine. It wonât take Kaitlyn a minute to bring me one, will it, Kaitlyn?â
âI wouldnât dream of taking your dinner.â Jess set the plate back in front of him with a little thump and turned her crinkly-eyed smile back up at Kaitlyn. âAnd take your time. No need to rush.â
Andy sat back, not knowing quite what to do. He had been raised with âladies firstâ and âdonât eat until everyone is served.â Now here he sat with a plate of cooling food in front of him while the lady sitting next to him had just told the server to take her time.
âYou eat that while itâs hot.â Jess jabbed a finger at his plate. She sounded awful bossy, but her eyes still smiled. âMy dinner will be here soon enough.â
âIf I were you, Iâd do what she said.â Ray nudged him with his elbow. âTimes are a-changing, even here in Last Chance.â
Andy shrugged and picked up his fork as Jess picked up the conversation that had been interrupted by the arrival of his dinner.
âSo, I have to ask. If you love working here and everyone connected to the place or the family is working this fiesta, how come youâre not?â
Lainie slid a glare toward Ray. âBecause Ray and his grandmother, who we live with, ganged up on me, thatâs why. They say if Iâm on my feet during working hours, I need to be off my feet when my shift is over.â
âWell, congratulations!â Jessâs face lit up, and Andy noticed that when she really smiled, her eyes almost crinkled shut. But he still had no idea what they were talking about. âBut you know, theyâve got a point. First trimester?â
Lainie nodded. âTen weeks.â
Ooooh . Andy got it. And fervently hoped this wasnât going to be that kind of conversation.
âAll the more reason to get as much rest as you can. Youâve got a big job ahead of you.â
Andy was of two minds. As Jess