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“Yum,” Katrina said, her shoulders releasing tension as Lorenzo rubbed them with intensity. “And you have until never to stop,” she said to him.
“We also have,” Justin stood in front of her and pulled out a box. “Cards Against Humanity. You know you want to.”
“I can never choose what’s funniest,” Katrina protested.
“Well, we’re throwing them into a bowl and mixing them up so you won’t know which one belongs to Cade,” Judith announced. “Oh, those are cute.”
“They’re beautiful,” Katrina corrected her, and Lorenzo leaned in close to her ear.
“Like you,” he said softly, and chills covered her arms. It didn’t help that he noticed and began to rub her arms. “Cold?”
“No, so stop that,” she replied with a laugh as she pulled away. She looked at the three of them—Justin, setting up the game, Judith, filling a glass for everyone, and Lorenzo who was grinning widely.
And she burst into tears.
“Hey...hey, hey, no crying,” Lorenzo said, pulling her close.
“There’s no crying in Cards Against Humanity,” Justin added.
“She’s had a shitty day, let her get it out,” Judith said to her husband.
Katrina rested her head against Lorenzo’s chest as the tears continued to fall while she listened to the steady beat of his heart. “I’m fine, I’m just overly emotional today. And I appreciate this.”
“Anytime,” Lorenzo replied, leaving a kiss in her hair.
She honestly would have been content to stay in Lorenzo’s arms all night, until Justin piped up with, “She just knows they can’t win against us, Jude.”
“You did not just say that, in my own home, even.” Katrina stepped away from Lorenzo, who gently wiped a stray tear that remained off her cheek.
“Oh, I did.”
Katrina looked around the room, this time with her emotions in check.
Her brother had come to cheer her up.
Her sister-in-law had brought her favorite food and drink.
And Lorenzo...he’d driven all this way to be with the three of them, but mostly for her.
“You assholes are the best,” she said.
“To assholes!” Justin said, holding up his glass of wine.
“To assholes,” the other three echoed, and the clinks of their glasses together mended another piece of Katrina’s fractured heart.
