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All of us laughed.
“Not like you need to worry about that. How many hours a day do you work out?” I teased, eating the rest of the pastry and licking my fingers.
“That’s exactly the point.” Gigi patted her stomach. “But the parents won’t send their kids to a chubby dancer, so I have to stay lean.”
I rolled my eyes at that. Gigi never liked to talk about it, but she blew her knee out and lost her chance at having a career in professional dance. So, she taught instead but even then, I wasn’t sure how she did it. The parents of her students were rich snobs if you asked me.
“You do too much for those kids,” Meadow said.
“At least I get paid for it.” Gigi popped another pastry into her mouth. “I think after I’m done with this class, I might start teaching for the less fortunate. At least they’ll appreciate what I do for them then.”
“I like that idea,” I told her.
“Me too.” Meadow stuffed a pastry into her mouth. She sighed, patting herself on the back.
I giggled, eating another pastry.
Ashton took the empty plate and lifted it to his mouth. Giving it a long lick, he paused when he caught all of us staring at him. “What?”
“You’re not a dog.” Meadow took the plate from him and stood from the table. “Geeze, no wonder you’re still single.”
Ashton passed me a glance.
My cheeks heated. “I’m going to go read. Meadow, make some more of those yummy treats. Pretty please.”
“I will,” she called from the kitchen.
“Hey, Luna.”
My eyes shot up, finding Aiden coming toward me. “Hey, where have you been?”
“I was in Gigi’s room, making a business call. Trying to take over our father’s business is proving more difficult than I thought.” He sighed, shoving his phone back in the pocket of his jeans. “My brother still here?”
“Yeah. He’s in the kitchen.”
“Okay, thanks,” he said, walking past me.
Heading to my room, I opened the door.
“Oh, Luna?”
I stopped, glancing down the hall toward Aiden.
“Ignore Ashton. Whatever is going on between you and Zach, will work itself out. I know it will.”
“You should probably tell your brother that,” I said, heading into my room without waiting for a response from Aiden.
I wasn’t sure what had possessed Ashton to start that shit in the first place. Add to the fact that he never apologized.
My phone dinged, indicating an incoming text. I pulled it from my pocket, my body heating.
Zach: You good, Moonbeam?
Me: Yeah. I’m sorry about what happened. With Ashton and my father.
My phone rang then. “Hello?”
“You don’t need to apologize for them,” Zach said.
