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“It’s not like you would have even heard me walk into the kitchen since you two were yapping so loud and Royal had her fingers in her ears,” Apollo pointed out.
“Because they’re traitors,” I drawled. “I need Indiana here.”
“You better run that by Marco before you make that happen.” Apollo grabbed Greer’s coffee cup and gave her a wink.
“You think he’ll be okay with Indiana coming to visit?” I asked, hopefully.
Apollo shrugged. “The worst he can say is no.”
“You guys did sleep together last night,” Greer pointed out. “I’m sure he’ll totally let you have Indiana over.”
“How can I like you and hate you at the same time?” I drawled.
Greer bated her eyes at me. “I’m special like that.”
“Real special,” Apollo drawled.
Greer slapped him on the shoulder. “Now who’s side are you on?”
“How long until breakfast?” I asked Bristol.
Bristol looked over her s
houlder at me. “Well, seeing as I’m a wreck right now and trying to figure out what the heck I’m going to make besides eggs, I would say half an hour.”
I slipped off my stool and grabbed my cup of coffee. “I’ll be back.”
“You gonna try your luck with Marco?” Greer asked.
“I need Indiana here since you can’t seem to pick which side you’re on.” I bumped my hip against her stool, playfully.
“What?” Greer squawked. “I’m like Switzerland,” she insisted.
“Right,” Apollo drawled.
“You go,” Bristol called. “I’ll be the referee between these two,” she laughed.
“How could you say I’m not Switzerland?” Greer grumbled at Apollo. “The truth comes out after twenty years, huh?”
I left Greer pouting at the kitchen island while Apollo tried to grovel.
I knocked on Marco’s office door and waited.
And waited.
I raised my hand to knock again but the door swung open.
“Yes?” he drawled.
I cleared my throat. “Uh, do you think we could talk for a second?”
“Without the peanut gallery listening?” He stepped back and opened the door more.
“Those two are quite a pair when they’re together,” I mumbled. “Right now, Apollo and Greer are bickering while Bristol cooks.”
“Because she loves to cook,” Marco chuckled. “It’s always good to know how the staff will react under pressure.”
“I think if it’s something to do with food, she’d do amazing.” I laughed. “Anything else, and she might read like an open book.”
