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And how she pulls the hem of her top down to cover as much of her stomach as she can in the presence of her little sister.
My sister hates what she does for a living, but she likes the money more.
She finally turns her attention back to me, her tone sounding almost accusing. “So, what are you doing, by the way?”
“Making dinner.”
She shakes her head, rolling her eyes. “So not only do you not cut loose the male you’re with, but now you’re waiting hand and foot on another one?”
I place a couple onion rings on the first double cheeseburger and top it with a bun. “I am not.”
“Yes, you are.”
I glare at her. “We’re staying here—in this fabulous neighborhood, mind you—rent-free. The least I can do is make sure we keep our end of the bargain. We clean up and share some of the cooking duties. That’s all.”
Her right eyebrow arches sternly, and she crosses her arms over her chest, not buying it. Oh, for crying out loud. I actually think we’re getting the better end of this bargain than Pike Lawson, after all. Central air, cable and Wi-Fi, a walk-in closet…
I reach over the counter and pull the blinds up, barking to get her off my back, “He has a pool, Cam! I mean, come on.”
Her eyes go wide. “No shit?”
She pops out of her chair and scurries over, peering into the backyard. The pool is perfect. Shaped like an hourglass, the multi-colored tiles on the deck are Mediterranean-style, and it has a walk-in entry with a mosaic fl
oor. Cole’s dad must be still working on it because there’s a display on the far end of the pool with flowerless flower beds and spouts for mini waterfalls that aren’t yet running. There’s a table and chairs placed haphazardly around the perimeter, and the rest of the grassy backyard has various lawn furniture not yet set up in any discernable way. A table umbrella lays to the right, next to the hose, and a barbeque grill sits covered with a tarp to the left.
My sister nods approvingly. “This is nice. You were always meant to live in a house like this.”
“Who isn’t?” I shoot back. Everyone should be so lucky.
Although it still feels wrong being here. I care a lot about Cole, though, and I’d rather be with him than at my dad’s.
I finish up the burgers, while she turns around, gripping the counter at her sides and stares at me. “You sure all he wants is a little cleaning and cooking?” she presses. “Men, no matter the age, are all the same. I should know.”
Yeah, you can shut up now. I can take care of myself. If high school boyfriends and working in a bar haven’t taught me that by now…
But she speaks up again, moving into my space and stopping me. “Just listen to me for a second.” Her tone turns firm. “It’s a nice house, a safe neighborhood, and yes, you can save up a little money. But you don’t have to stay here.”
“It’s not Dad and Corinne’s, so there’s that,” I argue back. “And I can’t stay with you. I appreciate the offer, but I can’t be on the couch in everyone’s way and be able to study with a four-year-old trying to be a kid in his own house.”
I have a summer class on Thursdays, so I need some space to work.
“That’s not what I meant,” she quickly retorts. “You could’ve stayed in that apartment. You could’ve afforded it.”
I open my mouth but shut it again, turning around to slip the burgers into the oven for a few minutes.
Not this again. When is she going to give it up?
“I can’t, okay?” I tell her. “I don’t want to. I like my job, and I don’t to work where you work.”
“Of course, you don’t.” She gives me a bored look. “It’s beneath you, right?”
“That’s not what I said.”
I don’t think less of my sister because of her job. She feeds and clothes her kid. She swallowed her pride and did what she had to do, and I love her for it. But—and I would never say this to her face—it’s not a career she would’ve picked for herself if she’d had other choices.
And I’m not out of choices yet.
Cam has been dancing at The Hook since she was eighteen. At first, it was just a temporary job to get through her boyfriend leaving her and to support their son. But juggling college and her child became too much, and eventually, she quit school. It was the plan to get back on track once Killian started kindergarten, but that’ll be soon, and I don’t think she has immediate plans to quit anytime soon. She’s gotten used to the money.
