I nod. “Absolutely. You look so chic.”
Her cheeks flush as she smiles.
“Briar’s right. Your hair looks good, Mom.”
Angie grins and pats her son’s arm. Jerry turns to me and gives me hug.
“When Blake told us that you transferred to Hollis last semester, we were thrilled,” he says.
“Oh, yeah. Blake loves having his best friend so close by,” Angie says.
I glance at Blake, who’s blushing as he looks at me. My tummy does that tumbling thing it always does when I’m around him.
Jerry turns to Blake. “Hey, thanks again for calling ahead and paying for the tune-up on the car before we drove out here.”
“Yeah, no problem.”
“You really didn’t need to do that.”
Blake waves a hand. “It’s the least I could do, Dad. You and Mom drove all the way from Grand Junction to Denver. I know that’s not easy on the car.”
Blake must have used some of the money he made from his Instagram account to pay for it. He’s so generous.
I notice Angie glancing between her husband and son, an amused look on her face. “I still can’t believe I gave birth to my husband’s identical twin.”
My head falls back as I laugh. Both Blake and Jerry chuckle as they shake their heads.
She turns to me. “Giving birth to a baby that looks nothing like me felt like doing all the work in a group project and getting zero credit.”
I laugh even harder.
Blake rolls his eyes as he laughs. “Wow, Mom. Tell us how you really feel.”
She chuckles. “You know I’m just kidding. And you know how much I love that you look like your dad.”
“Minus the gray in my hair and the crow’s feet, right?” Jerry jokes before kissing his wife on the cheek.
Blake holds the door open, and we all walk inside. He heads to the kitchen and grabs some bottles of water for his parents.
We all sit in the living room. Blake asks his parents how their drive was and how their house is holding up.
“Where are Travis, Nick, and Leo?” Blake’s mom asks.
“They’re off doing stuff with their parents too,” Blake says.
“I was hoping to see them and say hi,” Angie says.
“You will. We’re gonna have a big brunch for you and the rest of the parents tomorrow here at the house,” Blake says.
Angie perks up. “You boys are cooking for us?”
Blake chuckles. “We’re gonna try. We’ll get takeout if it’s a disaster.”
We all laugh.
“What time do you have to head to the arena to get ready for tonight’s game?” Jerry asks Blake.
“Not for a couple of hours. You guys wanna grab some lunch? There’s this great taco stand that we can walk to. It’s Briar’s favorite.”
