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I smile at Madison as she walks inside, a conversation on her tongue rather than wasting time with a hello.
“Was what awkward?” I ask as I wipe down a menu announcing the new flavors I plan to have next month.
“I was in the car on the phone and I saw Sage walk out and then Walker.”
“They didn’t even speak to each other.”
“Doesn’t surprise me,” Madison says, taking her regular seat at the long counter.
“Care to fill me in?” I ask, mildly annoyed Walker didn’t share any news about my brothers’ new love interest.
“You don’t remember?”
I take a deep breath. Why do I feel like I’m on the outside of every conversation today?
“I don’t,” I tell her, grabbing an orange creamsicle cupcake from the display case and placing it on a plate for her before taking up my regular spot on the opposite side of the counter from her.
“Thank you. They dated in high school.”
“What is it about people getting trapped in high school? People grow up, you know that, right? The people we liked then aren’t necessarily the people we like now.”
She tilts her head to the side. “Bad day?”
I give her the best smile I can manage. “Didn’t sleep well last night.”
“Dinner with your parents?” I nod. “Cash come over to watch some show you pretended to be fearful of so you could sniff his shirt all night and not seem creepy?”
“I don’t pretend. TheWalking Deadis scary.”
I chew the inside of my cheek to keep from grinning.
“You got into trouble for havingCarrieas one of the pick-of-the-month for the book club.”
“It’s a great book. One of the best coming of age stories—”
“We were twelve,” she deadpans.
I blink in her direction. “Exactly. We were right around a relatable age. Puberty can be a struggle for many people.”
“You gave Margaret Hinkle nightmares.”
“I didn’t give her anything. Some people don’t handle truths—”
“The point is scary shows don’t scare you. You want to snuggle up to Cash on the couch—”
I hold my hand up. “I’m not talking about this.”
“If you just threw him down on the floor and swallowed his cock—”
“Madison Kelly!”
Her outrageous laughter tells me she got the exact reaction she was looking for.
Her glee makes me smile. I think she’s the only one I can discuss sex with on any level and not turn into a tomato.
“Did he smell good?” she asks.
“Amazing, as always,” I answer truthfully.
