Chapter Eight

Girls' night was always at Beca's.

On the rare occasion they could all be together to spend the night, Amy and Chloe will descend at Beca's house armed with booze, bad snacks and even worse movies that they could ignore as they gossiped the night away. Beca will tuck the kids into bed and once they are fast asleep, she would creep downstairs and the girls will already have that bad movie on play, the snacks piled on the coffee table and a large glass of wine waiting for her. Usually it was a lot of fun and tonight was no different - except for the way the conversation now was heading. Beca was taking a large slug of her wine when Chloe spoke up.

"So what's happening with Stacie and Jesse?"

Beca nearly choked on her drink and it took a couple of coughs to clear her airway. She looked up to see both Chloe and Amy staring questioningly at her.

"How should I know?" Beca replied wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Of course you would," Chloe winked "You and Jesse are practically BFFs now and frankly, I am slightly jealous."

"You girls are still my BFFs," Beca answered with a shrug. "Jesse is just…Jesse."

"Aren't you his wingman now?" Amy piped up before popping a chocolate covered pretzel into her mouth. She crunched down on that pretzel and swallowed. "Girl, I need to know how things are heating up between them. Especially if you are taking bets."

"No. No bets," Beca shook her head vehemently. "They've been going out and Jesse might finally have a good thing going here. Let's not jinx it."

Amy threw another handful of pretzels in her mouth, crunching them thoughtfully while Chloe still had that contemplative look on her face. Beca thought that was the end of the conversation and her eyes were drawn to the bad movie playing on her TV.

"So they've been dating?" she heard Chloe asking

"What?" Beca answered, slightly distracted. "Oh. I dunno. They've been out a few times?"

"Does it feel a bit weird?"

"Why would it feel weird?"

"Come on, Bec." Chloe wheedled. "It must feel weird. Jesse always come into the restaurant and look for you. He sits in your section. He changes his reservations if you were not working. Now he just hung out at the bar all night talking to Stacie. You gotta say it must be a little weird."

"It's not a problem," Beca shrugged. She took another slug of the wine and concentrated on the movie. Did Jesse made her watch this one before? It looked slightly familiar. Yep, she seen this one with Jesse before. She didn't like it.

"So you don't think Jesse's hot?" Chloe piped up again.

"Chlo-" Beca whined, eyes still on the tv. "What are you trying to do?"

"Nothing," the redhead answered and Beca instantly knew it was a lie. "I just think he's amazing."

"So you want me to hook you up with him?" Beca asked, gazing balefully at the redhead.

"Oh no. Jesse is definitely not interested in me," Chloe answered. "I just thought -"

"Ok, let's set a few things straight here - " Beca interrupted, setting down her glass of wine. "This conversation had gone far enough. I dunno where you guys get this idea about Jesse and me. Do I think he's hot? Yeah, I think he is. Do I think he's amazing? I really do. He's really kind and sweet and respectful. But we are friends and we are not a thing. That idea is just plain ridiculous""

"Why would it be ridic?" Amy chimed in, nearly sloshing half a bottle of wine into her empty glass. "He's single. You're single. He's a cheesecake. You love cheesecake. Do what you need to do. Go eat that cheesecake."

Beca shuddered at the weird wink Amy was giving her.

"He's a good friend," Beca insisted.

"He could be more than a good friend?" Chloe suggested.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Yeah, why not, shortstack?" Amy clued in.

"Because."

"Because?"

"Just because!" Beca snapped, irritated now. "Can you both shut up about this? Please?!"

Amy and Chloe finally did shut up. Beca was about to go back to the movie but feom the corner of her eye, she saw how hurt Chloe looked. Amy was also quietly sipping her wine, not meeting her eyes.

Shit.

'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell," Beca apologised. "I really believe Jesse deserves someone really special, y'know. And before you ask, no-" Beca shook her head. "- I don't think that someone is me. Come on, guys. He's single. He's got a lot going for him. He's just a little unlucky in the dating department right now. He should be with someone who could offer him more."

"I think you have a lot to offer, Bec -" Chloe said.

"Yeah. Too much," Beca immediately barked out in laughter. "I got two kids. I'm holding two jobs. I don't even have time to wash my hair sometimes; let alone have a boyfriend. Dating is already hard without all that baggage already."

"OK, this is not about Jesse then?" Amy questioned from the left field. " - because from what I'm hearing, it sounded like you are not interested in dating anyone. Are you saying you'll never date again?"

Beca opened her mouth to answer but then snapped it shut. She couldn't quite answer Amy outright.

"Maybe. Yeah. I dunno," she mumbled, eyes fixed on her fast disappearing drink. Beca tipped the rest of the wine down her throat. "It's just… it's been a little weird after Luke. I don't… I don't really know."

Somehow her eyes were stinging now. It must have been the drink. She must be feeling all soppy because she drank too much too fast. Beca felt both of her girls inching closer to her on the sofa and Chloe's arm was around her shoulders, squeezing her tight. Her tears welling up fast.

"It's just so messed up," Beca mumbled through her sniffles. "I'm so over that douchebag. You guys know that. I could never stay with someone who cheated on me and my family. It's just… well, what if it happens all over again? It was freaking hard for the kids when Luke left. I don't know whether I have it in me to go through all that shit all over again."

"Oh babe. Luke really fucked you up, didn't he?" Chloe cooed softly. "If I could kick his balls in again, I would."

"I help castrate him," Amy spoke up. "Two swift strokes -" she made two quick slashes in the air. "That'll do."

Beca couldn't help but chuckled through her tears. Her girls were amazing. Her life could have been much harder without her friends pitching in like this. She loved them and she was so lucky to have them.

"Thanks, guys," Beca mumbled, letting both Amy and Chloe crushed her in a group hug. She dried her tears and then stood up, bringing the empty popcorn bowl with her. "Ok, this needs topping up. I'll go get some more."

She made her way to the kitchen and on her tiptoes, Beca reached for packet of popcorn from the top cupboard, deftly taking out the plastic and putting the bag into the microwave. As she listened to the pop pop popping from inside the microwave, Beca smiled wrily. She usually didn't stock any of this stuff but the last time Jesse came over, he had brought a haversack full and left a few packets in her snack cupboard. She then remembered how strawberry kiwi juice pouches now regularly appear in her fridge as if by magic. Just because Jesse was very hot on hydration, as he put it.

God, he was a weirdo.

Beca felt her eyes watering again. All the wine she gulped down tonight was making her all fuzzy and emotional. Her phone rang, It was Jesse and she picked up the call, hastily wiping her eyes and nose on her sleeve.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Hey, Bec. It's me" Jesse answered back. There was a momentary silence before Jesse answered. "Bec? Are you ok?"

Shit. He must have heard her sniffling.

Beca quickly cleared her throat. "Yeah. I'm fine. What's up, dude?"

"You sure? You don't sound ok."

"I'm fine," Beca protested but her stupid voice decided to wobble when she said it and she could Jesse's sharp intake of breath. "Umm.. allergies," she lied. "I got allergies."

There was another long silence and Beca bit her lower lip. He would fall for that, right? It was a legitimate excuse.

"You are a terrible liar, do you know that?" came his answer. "You are, like, the worst liar ever."

Beca could feel the corners of her mouth tugging upwards at Jesse's accusation.

"You don't know me," she replied. "I might have like a tonne of allergies."

"Yeah. If you say so," Jesse ribbed back. His tone then turned somber. "Seriously, Bec, are you ok? Do you want me to come over? Even if it is really allergies, I can come over with some anti-histamines in, like, half an hour."

"No, I'm fine. Really," Beca insisted. "The girls are here so I'm good. In fact, I'm just popping some of the popcorn you left behind. This sweet and salty flavour is like crack. Only legal."

"You like them, huh? Ok, I know what to bring next time."

The popping had stopped and Beca shoved her phone between her ear and shoulder and opened the microwave. She gingerly picked up a corner of the inflated bag, careful of its hot contents and placed it on the counter.

"Hey, the popcorn's ready and I'm going to need both hands soon," she spoke into her phone. "Aren't you going to tell me why you rang?"

"Oh. I was just wondering whether you are free next weekend," Jesse answered. "You and the kids, of course. It's going to be my birthday and I'm having this barbecue -"

"It's your birthday?" Beca stopped messing around with the hot bag of popcorn and paid attention to the conversation.

"Yeah. It is," he said. "It's not a big birthday but Tabi got a bit excited and said we should celebrate it at the beach house. And then Dan got roped in and now Mom is coming so-"

"Hang on -" Beca interrupted, Jesse's words running a mile a minute in her head. She knew who Jesse was talking about; his sister, Tabitha and brother, Daniel. He told her about them before. "You mean your family will be at this birthday party next weekend?"

"Well…yeah."

"Your mom too?"

"Yeah, she is," Jesse said. Beca could hear the pride and smile in his voice. He did really love his mom and it showed by the way he talked about her. "She's coming with my stepdad."

"And where's this beach house?"

"See, that's the thing I need to talk to you about" Jesse continued. "It's down by Moshup. Since it's school holidays next week, I thought we could drive down on the Friday and spend a long weekend there? The place is really great, Bec, and there's tonnes for the kids to do. Toby and Maisie's gonna love it! And of course, there's Tabi's kids so it's not like they will be stuck with the grown-ups all the time. Just in Cae you thought it's a huge thing, it's gonna be a small party, really. Just family and ermm…close friends. Benji will be there! You love Benji, right? He can't wait to see you again."

God, he was rambling. He hardly caught a breath and Beca had to smile at the nervousness in his voice.

"So it's a barbecue?" she asked, leaning back against the kitchen counter, the phone held to her ear.

"I can do a mean barbecue," Jesse answered back. "You won't go to hospital with food poisoning, Bec. I promise."

"Will there be cake?"

"What are you? Ten?"

"I dunno," Beca shrugged. "There has to be cake."

"It's a birthday! Of course there will be cake." He sounded slightly exasperated now which Beca found funny. "Ok, I go the whole hog and ask Benji to get some balloons and party hats. Will you come? Please?"

"You had me at barbecue, dawg," Beca replied.

"You'll come?"

She could hear the huge grin in his voice and Beca chuckled in reply.

"I might have to move my shifts around. But yeah, why not?"


The beach house weekend

"Now remember guys -" Beca spoke to her kids. "We're guests. I need you to be on your best behaviour, ok?"

She was just getting the kids out of the car. Jesse had wanted to drive them to drive down together in his car but Beca felt they had imposed enough already and insisted on driving herself. Her car was an old banger but she just felt more comfortable having it with her. The drive wasn't too bad anyways and they arrived at the address just when it was about to get dark. When she saw the house, Beca had to pick up her jaw off the ground.

Did they get the right address?

It had to be.

The address matched, the GPS had never steered her wrong and she recognised Jesse's car parked up the driveway.

She didn't know what exactly she was expecting - maybe a cute little bungalow or clapboard house but now they were standing outside this beautiful, double-storey multiple garage beach house, decorated in shades of grey and blue. ? It was so close to the beach - they could hear the rolling surf in the background.

"Wow!" Toby crowed beside her.

Beca gave him a smile. "Yeah. Wow, right?"

"Mommy..."

Beca felt her hand being tugged and she looked down to find Maisie trying to get her attention. The little girl was rubbing her eyes, probably tired after the journey. It was getting close to her bedtime. Maisie reached out her arms and Beca picked up her tired child, hugging her tight. Maisie rested her head into the crook of her neck.

"Hey baby -" Beca cooed into her little girl's hair. "You must be sleepy. Let's say hello to everyone first ok? Then mommy will put you to bed."

"Jesse?" the little child whispered.

"Yeah, we can say hi to Jesse -" Beca reassured her. "Benji is here too. You like Benji, right?"

Maisie nodded wordlessly against her neck. The porch lights had came on and Beca heard a familiar voice calling out to them. She turned to find Jesse standing by the open door, his face split into a wide grin. He was hurrying towards them, dressed in jeans and a faded Red Hot Chilli Peppers tshirt. "Jesse!" Toby yelled excitedly and before Beca could stop him, he tore up the short path towards Jesse. Beca watched in wonder as Jesse stooped down and caught her runaway son. Toby had threw his arms round Jesse's neck and Jesse was laughing. Her son must weigh a tonne but Jesse gamely lifted hm off the ground, hugging him back. Jesse held Toby hand in his as they walked over to where she was.

"You made it," Jesse said, his eyes twinkling with happiness.

"We did," Beca replied with a smirk. She bumped her elbow into his. "Happy birthday, nerd. Like your shirt."

"This old thing?" Jesse looked down at his tshirt and chuckled. "Just something I found at the bottom of the drawer. So how was the drive? Was it ok?"

"It was fine," Beca answered. "Pretty straightforward. We stopped a couple of times for pee breaks and then again at Denny's for an early dinner."

"You all had dinner already?" Jesse frowned.

"I don't know how long the kids would last. I figured they could crash early tonight," she said. "I got a feeling they will need all their energy tomorrow."

Jesse smiled fondly Maisie who was still flopped over Beca's shoulder. He ducked his head down to say hi and Maisie said hi back with a sleepy smile.

"Say, Tobes -" Jesse spoke up. "Mommy had to carry Maisie. Let's bring the luggage inside huh? Look, Benji's here. He's gonna help."

Beca turned towards the house and Benji was indeed making his way down to them, his face wreathed in smiles. Beca felt her mouth lifting up in return. Benji gave her a hug and between him, Jesse and Toby, they carried the two small cases and the kids backpacks into the house. They was greeted with a wall of noise once they entered the house. Jesse mentioned his niece and nephews would be here and judging by the barking and the sound of paws scrabbling on hardwood floors, there were dogs in the mix too. Beca didn't have to wait long to see them - two cocker spaniels and an adorable chocolate labrador came tearing through and immediately the hallway was crowded with friendly dogs barking and jumping for attention. Toby squealed in happiness and even Maisie raised her tired head to look at the mayhem.

Jesse was shouting out to someone above the din and before Beca knew it, a face popped into view. It was a lady who looked remarkably like Jesse, with long brunette hair and warm eyes. She must be Tabitha, Jesse's older sister. Two other faces popped round around to her waist who could only be Jesse's twin nephews, with same dark hair and impish smiles.

"Quiet guys!" the lady roared at the dogs who immediately stopped barking and sniffled around the newcomers instead. Tabitha came into the hallway and headed straight for Beca with a friendly smile on her face.

"Hi, you must be Beca. I'm Tabitha but call me Tabi, please." She leaned down and enveloped Beca in a quick hug. "Thank god you are here already! Jesse spent two last two hours checking the traffic report and the driveway every five minutes. I swear he was about to send out a rescue team if you were not here soon."

"Tab..." Beca could hear Jesse's flustered voice behind her.

"What? You were," Tabi replied, with a frown at her embarrassed younger brother. "It was driving us nuts."

Beca couldn't help liking her already.

"Bring their cases upstairs into the yellow room," Tabi ordered. "Ask Dan to stop playing the PS4 and help clean out that barbecue outside for tomorrow. Also wash up. We're going to have dinner in half an hour."

Obviously Tabi was used to being obeyed because Jesse and Benji didn't even protest. When she was sure both of them were headed upstairs, Tabi turned her attention back to Beca.

"Aww..is the little one tired?" she asked, her eyes soft on the little girl in Beca's arms. "How old is she?"

"Four," Beca replied. "Her name's Maisie. Say hi, Maisie." Beca found her daughter tightening her hold around Beca and firmly pressing face into her neck "Looks like someone's a little shy," Beca commented wrily. "Sorry about that."

"She's precious," Tabi laughed, ruffling Maisie's hair. She looked around and noticed Toby who was now rapidly talking to the two twin boys and in the middle of petting the dogs. "Looks like this one's less shy. I'm sorry, Beca. It looks like my boys have stolen your son."

"That's Toby," Beca laughed. "He's probably glad there's boys his age. He only have Maisie and I for company at home."

"You say that now. My two boys can be little terrors - just like Jesse and Dan when they were young. Don't 100 % believe anything they say," Tabi replied. "We shouldn't be standing in the hallway. You must be tired after the drive. Come on in."

Tabi shooed the boys ahead and with the dogs around her legs, she led them into the living room. Beca looked around, feeling a little gobsmacked. It was a large room but with the lit lamps, the comfortable sofas, book-lined shelves and the twins now showing Toby this spectacular Lego construction they had built in front of the fireplace, the place looked cozy. There was also a tonne of birthday buntings and decorations, festooned on every available wall.

"That is.. a lot of buntings," Beca commented.

"Yeah, I think we might have overdid it," Tabi laughed as she looked around. "Maybe just a little."

"Mommy, look!"

Maisie spoke up and Beca immediately looked to where the little girl was pointing. Snug sleeping on the sofa was Jesse's cat, George. Jesse must have brought his cat along for the trip. Maisie was already wriggling in Beca's arms. She was especially fond of cats.

"Can I say hello, mommy? Please?" she asked.

"Yeah, alright" Beca put Maisie down on her feet. "Be gentle, ok? If he doesn't want you to pet him, make sure you stop."

Beca watched as the cat woke up on hearing Maisie. He raised his head, scrutinised the newcomer and meowed. Two minutes later, Maisie was settled on the sofa with George contentedly purring on her lap. Whatever trace of tiredness was gone from her little face and Maisie was beaming as she stroked the cat. Five minutes later, both her and Maisie had settled on the sofa with George the cat purring on Maisie's lap.

"Hey kiddo," Beca heard Jesse's jolly voice. "I see you found George."

Beca looked up to find Jesse smiling down at them. sie's feet.

"I didn't know you are bringing George along," she responded.

"Of course, I would!" Jesse answered. "He's family and this is a family party."

"Jesse, where are your manners?" Tabi called out from the dining room. "Offer Beca a drink. Better still, give Beca a tour of the place and show her her room."

"Oh right." Jesse responded. "Do you want a drink?"

Beca had to bit her bottom lip to stifle her smile.

"Nope, I'm ok," she answered. "I'll take that tour though. If I could prise Maisie off the sofa."

"I'll keep an eye on her," Tabi spoke up, coming into the room. "I need to keep a close eye on these two angels here as well." She jerked her head towards the twins. "Go and look around. We'll be ready to have dinner as soon as Ed and Molly are back from the store."


"She's bossy, huh?"

As soon as her and Jesse escaped out of the living room, Jesse had grinned down at Beca and called out Tabitha's overbearing behaviour. Out of her earshot, of course. Obviously he still had some sense of self preservation.

"I dunno," Beca smirked. "From what I heard, you guys were monsters when you were small. Tabi probably had to be bossy to keep you in line."

"Yeah, she did," Jesse chuckled. "Mom had to work so Tabi was the one taking care of us after school. But that was like when Dan and I were like eight and nine. We are much bigger now."

"I like her," Beca said.

"You do?"

"Yeah. I do. She's awesome," Beca looked up at Jesse, the corners of her blue eyes crinkling up. "So..where do we start?"

"Maybe upstairs? I'll show you the rooms and then we can come down via the back. See the downstairs rooms and the back porch."

He led her up the stairs and as they climbed up, Beca asked, "Let me get this straight - the twins are your nephews -?"

"Jack and Michael," Jesse nodded. "Both awesome like their uncle Jesse."

"If you say so, nerd." Beca rolled her eyes. "And Ed?"

"- is Tabi's long suffering husband. Molly is Ed's daughter from his first marriage. She's thirteen," Jesse explained. "She's going to love having Maisie around. Too many boys about. She's going to love playing with Maisie."

"Ok." Beca mentally filed all the information away. "I've yet to meet your younger brother, Dan."

"- probably still playing PS4 and had roped Benji into playing with him. I really need to get Dan downstairs. Tabi would be so crossed."

They were at the landing and Jesse was walking slightly ahead of Beca.

"And…your mom?" Beca asked. "Is she here yet?"

"Hmm?" Jesse stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder. "Oh. No, she's not here yet. She has a thing about my stepdad driving at night so they are staying somewhere and arriving early tomorrow."

"Ok," Beca answered in a small voice.

"Wait -" Jesse spoke up, his eyes boring into her. "Are you nervous? You are not nervous meeting my mom, are you?"

"Pfftt no," came Beca's immediate reply. "Of course not."

She rearranged the expression on her face to cover the sudden panic she felt. Somehow she had a queasy feeling at the pit of her stomach at the mention of Jesse's mom. It was not weird, right? This was the first time she met Jesse's family. It was normal for anyone to feel a teensy bit nervous, right? Jesse had backtracked to where she was and when Beca looked up, she found him looming over her, gazing down with those freaking warm chocolate eyes.

"Well, I'm sure you are not -" he said softly. " - because you are bad ass Beca. But just in case you are, there's nothing to worry about. She's going to love you."

Yeah, Beca - she chastised herself. Absolutely nothing to worry about. Why are you even worried? This is stupid. Beca then realised how close she was standing to Jesse. Automatically she stepped back, conscious of this weird vibe between them.

"Umm -" Beca cleared her throat loudly. "Tabi said dinner's in half an hour. We were looking for Dan?"


They did find Dan. It took some time to track Jesse's younger brother down. The house was bigger than she expected - extending to more rooms at the back. Beca nearly had a stitch keeping up with Jesse who was playing tour guide. Just like Jesse said, Benji had been coerced into playing video games with his younger brother. They located them in the middle of Call of Duty which they abandoned once Jesse introduced Beca to Dan. He was a little shorter than Jesse, had lighter brown hair and mischievous eyes. The Swanson smile and warmth were there and

Beca actually found the younger Swanson hilarious.

It was obvious that the Swansons were all very similar and they loved each other. Sitting round the huge table, halfway through dinner, the thought struck Beca how loving they all were and how wonderful it looked to be a part of huge, loving family. Tabi was at the head of the table, making sure everyone had something to eat and keeping an eye on the kids. Her husband, Ed, a tall serious looking blond, was talking to Jesse. The twins and Toby were whispering amongst themselves probably hatching plans for tomorrow. Molly was sandwiched between Dan and Benji.

Jesse had been right. The sweet thirteen year old girl literally squealed when she met Maisie, saying how cute she was and Beca had the impression she was not going to let Maisie out of her sight all weekend. Everyone was digging into Tabi's fantastic cooking. Plates were past around, the conversation was loud and the kids dropped their forks more than once. It was just all…noisy and perfect.

Beca's eyes went back to Jesse.

He was still talking to Ed, waving his speared roast potato around for emphasis. No wonder he was such an eternal optimist. He grew up surrounded with all this love and support. From what Beca remembered, growing up for Jesse and his siblings was not all roses. His mom was a single mother and they had some tough times. But it all looked like everything turned out ok. Beca smiled wistfully. Maybe Toby, Maisie and her would turn out ok too. He must have felt her looking because Jesse's head turned towards her and their eyes met. Beca smiled and he grinned back.

"How did you meet Jesse again?"

Dan, who was on her right, spoke up and Beca politely turned his way.

"Work," she replied. "I work at this restaurant called Donald's. He comes in at all the time."

Dan gulped down some red wine and then laughed.

"Let me guess -" he screwed up his face. "It took Jesse a few more visits before he finally found the balls to ask you out?'

"Oh no. It's not like that," Beca replied swiftly. "We are not going out."

"Yeah ok," Dan answered, smirking back at her. "Great poker face there. Good one."

"Really, we're not," Beca explained. "Jesse always comes into the restaurant for his dinner dates and I am usually work the section he likes to sit in. I happened to help him of a jam -" she silently mouthed 'bad date' "- and we've been friends ever since."

Beca took a sip of the delicious white wine in front of her. There was a beat of silence as Dan looked at her and then to Jesse across the table and back to Beca again.

"Huh," he commented, sounding taken aback. "I did not see that coming."

Beca frowned, more than a little suspicious now.

"What had that weirdo been saying?"

"Nothing," Dan answered a little too quickly. "It's just the last time Jesse brought someone back was his college girlfriend. Jesse never bring just anyone to our family stuff. I just thought -" Dan broke off and smiled apologetically. "You know what? I'm being stupid. I must have misheard some things -"

"Oh, Jesse did explain this was a close friends and family thing -" Beca replied. "Well, I did save his skin more than once. We hung out a lot and.. um, I'm his wingman. I'm like a female Benji."

Dan laughed at that comparison.

"I don't think anyone can mistake you for a Benji. Not in a million years."

There was that slight flick of the eyes. It was a split second flick but Beca saw it. Dan was checking her out; and now he was smiling that roguish Swanson smile with a twinkle in his eye. It was disconcerting but at the same time flattering? It was cute that this guy thought she was worth a once-over. Beca was not fooled into thinking there was anything to it. She was far too hardened for that. But she was feeling relaxed, the wine was helping and damn, did that Swanson charm came over in spades.

"So- " Beca spoke up after taking another slug of her wine. "- tell me what you do."


AN : Hey guys, thank you for your reviews and follows. I had a hard time getting this chapter right it was frustrating. Sorry it took some time. Also to the reviewer commenting about my typos. Yep, apologies! I know they are annoying. I tend to write on my commute to work and on my lunch break on my mini ipad. And I post in the middle of the night. Sometimes copy pasting across from Apple to Word can be a bitch especially when it's 2.45 am in the morning. :)