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So good.
He looked like he normally did, sinfully sexy and absolutely handsome. My heart did a little flip when his eyes connected with mine.
My eyes darted to the counter. Do not make eye contact.
“Is it too early to break out the wine?” Meg asked.
I swiped a smudge of flour off of the counter. “Uh, I think I have a couple of bottles. Do you want white or red?” Maybe I could say I had to run to the wine cellar and just disappear until they all left.
Meg waved her hand. “You know what, I was just trying to act sophisticated since I’m in this swanky home. You got any wine coolers up in this mug?”
Indy busted out laughing and Royal snorted.
“That’s the Meg I know,” Reva laughed.
I opened the fridge and reached all the way into the back. “Don’t tell Marco because he would not appreciate having cheap wine coolers in the fridge, but I do have some.”
“Thanks to me,” Royal smirked. “You can take the girl out of the slums, but you can’t take the slums out of the girl. I grabbed two four-packs when I was at the store with Bristol.”
I grabbed three bottles and set them on the island in front of the girls.
“And you even got the good ones,” Meg exclaimed. “Come to mama.” She twisted off the top and chugged half of it.
“Whoa,” Indy laughed. “We’re gonna have to keep up with you, Meg, and it’s still pretty early.”
Meg wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Girls, I love Lo with every piece of myself, but the man is about to drive me insane. Yesterday, he chucked his walker at his physical therapist because she told him it would be six months before he can get back on his bike.” She closed her eyes. “Or longer depending on how well he does at physical therapy.”
Pie cringed. “I’m surprised that’s all he threw.”
Meg opened her eyes and pointed at Pie. “He went for the table, but since he’s a little slow on his feet right now, I blocked him before he could get his hands on it.”
“Are you sure he shouldn’t be in anger management right now and not physical therapy?” Reva laughed.
“He would benefit from both.” Meg stood on the rung of her stool. “What are you making?”
I lifted the towel off of the bowl. “Bread and rolls.”
“Damn,” Meg laughed. “You’re making enough to feed an army.”
“Or a houseful of mafia men,” Royal joked. “And two chicks,” she winked.
I put the towel back over the bread. “Very true.” Though as usual, this would last two weeks or so. It was a lot, but this way I wasn’t making bread every day.
“Oh,” Reva gasped. “Maybe you could make some bread or something for the welcome home party?”
Royal sliced her hand across her neck. “Ex-nay on the cook-nay.”
Indy tipped her head to the side. “What?”
Meg laughed. “Royal didn’t ask Bristol if she could cook for the party yet.”
Royal tapped her finger to her nose. “Ding, ding.”
Pie chuckled and wandered further into the kitchen. “You mind if I get something to drink?”
He moved past me and I got a whiff of his familiar scent. “Uh, sure. Help yourself to anything. There are more wine coolers if you want one.”
Pie shook his head. “I think I’ll just stick to water instead of that girly shit.” He opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.
