Page 102 of Dare You to Lie


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“Get over here.” I pushed her back down and rolled on top of her. “I’m not done.”

“But Frank said—”

“I don’t give a damn what Frank says. He’s full of hot air.”

“Mindy needs my help. She’ll be calling next.”

Kat’s phone rang on cue, and I growled. She giggled and answered on speaker.

“Where are you?” Mindy asked.

“At home.”

I smiled at hearing Kat call my house her home. It felt like that with her in it. I moved her hair out of the way and kissed her shoulder.

“Quit banging and get over here.”

“I was about to get ready,” Kat said.

“Wait, how was it?” Mindy asked. I froze, and my eyes widened. Did they really talk about this stuff?

“You’re on speaker, Min.”

“Oh shit. Hi, Sid.”

“Hi,” I said gruffly. “You’re interrupting.”

“Yeah, sorry, not sorry. There’s a shit ton to do, and we’re behind.”

“Shit, why didn’t you say so?” I asked. “We’ll be over shortly.”

“I thought Frank had,” Mindy said. “Should have figured he didn’t.”

“We’ll be there as soon as we can,” Kat said.

She hung up and gave me a sweet kiss before climbing out of bed. I jumped off and chased after her. She ran into the bathroom, but I pushed my way in before she could close the door.

“You’re not showering without me.”

“It’ll take twice as long,” she complained. I knew she didn’t mind by her smile.

I reached behind her and turned on the water, then guided her under the spray. We were going to be late.

“I CAN’T WAIT TO eat all the good food,” Kat said.

Kat had suggested we both wear comfortable clothes so we could eat as much as we wanted. She’d put on black leggings with a red off-the-shoulder tunic sweater. I had on a pair of fitted jogger pants with a button at the waistband and a blue and white striped button-up.

The air nipped at us when we walked up the gravel walkway to the front porch of Frank and Mindy’s. The sun was out, but it was still cold. Kat shivered and rushed inside, a bottle of wine in each hand. I tucked the beer under my arm so I could carry the two pies she’d baked.

Inside, the house was buzzing. There was so much noise that I had a powerful urge to turn back around. Kat smiled at me over her shoulder, and it calmed my nerves a tad. It didn’t matter that everyone here was like family. Crowds made me nervous, no matter who they were.

We walked into the kitchen, and I regretted not leaving. The place was a disaster. A frazzled-looking Mindy was at the island, stuffing the turkey. Frank had one twin strapped to his chest and was feeding the other in a bouncy seat on top of the breakfast nook table.

“We’re here. Sorry it took so long,” Kat said.

“I’m sure you are,” Mindy muttered with her arm a third of the way up the turkey.

“Why isn’t Frank doing that?” I asked.

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