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“I’m sorry, only asking the straight ones does nothing for me,” Cait replied blithely.
“Well, you asking the gay ones doesn’t help me.”
“Nothing helps you,” Henry said dryly. “That’s why you’re thirty and single.”
“You’re thirty in six months and I don’t see you getting on one knee anytime soon.”
“Yet, here you are, bickering like thirteen-year-old girls.” Cait smirked. “If she comes back in tomorrow, I’ll ask, all right?”
I sipped my beer. “Thank you.”
“Settle down, Romeo,” she said, sliding a gaze in my direction. “I said I’d ask. I never said I’d tell you.”
She was going to be the death of me.
I still didn’t know how we’d ever ended up friends. It was just one of those that one day, we weren’t, then the next thing I knew we were the best of friends, and she was crying on my fifteen-year-old shoulder while she told me she thought she was gay.
Now I was somewhat stuck with her.
It had its ups and downs, that much was for certain.
“What are you two doing here, anyway? Don’t you have anything better to do?” Cait asked, pouring two glasses of red wine for someone, then passing it over to Charlie to take to the table.
“Mum’s being unbearable,” Henry answered. “She’s so bloody obsessed with this party, and I think it’s pretty much a ball at this point.”
Cait wrinkled her nose.
“She’s basically using it as fifty percent for Grandma and fifty percent a matchmaking opportunity,” I continued. “It is equal parts hilarious and exasperating.”
“Hilarious when she and Grandma fight about it, exasperating when she’s trying to slip eligible single women onto the guestlist,” Henry finished. “And that’s for both of us. Someone convinced her it was only fair.”
I grinned.
Me.
It was me.
I was someone.
If I had to be set up with someone, so did he.
That was how brothers worked. Especially when you had a perfect sister who could do no wrong.
“I think she’s going to call your mum, by the way,” Henry said. “Something about arranging the cake.”
“So I should tell Mum not to answer the phone,” Cait replied.
I grinned. “Depends how badly you want to piss Mum off.”
“All right, I’ll let her know.” She sighed. “How much longer do I have to put up with you two tonight?”
I glanced at Henry, and he nodded.
“All night,” we said at the same time.
“Thank God it’s a pub,” she muttered.
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