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“Just needed to know she made it out all right. Whatever you think, I do care.”

“If you say so.”

She huffed. “I do.”

“Well, okay, then. I’m going to go. I’m exhausted.”

“Uncle Gene asked about you today.”

“Why’s my dad askingyouaboutme?”

“Probably because you never answer his calls?”

“Probably because he’s an asshole who tried to set me up with Jimmy McCabe.”

“That was twenty years ago, Lucinda.”

“You think he won’t try again?”

“No. He did mention that Morris Newton was newly divorced.”

“Maybe he was trying to marry you off.”

“Mom would never let him.”

I grumbled, “Aren’t you lucky that your mom doesn’t care more about appearances than your well-being?”

“They just want what’s best for you.”

“I think I’d know that better than they do.” Though… “When was the last time you went home?”

“Two weeks ago.”

“Is Creed McCabe still on that island on the Puget Sound?”

“Yes. At least, I think so. Your father said that Jimmy’s unhappy that he’s having to deal with the farm on his own while Creed is overseas, so I think he’s deployed. Anyway, why do you care?”

Overseas.

Like he was on vacation when he was fighting for his freakin’ country?

Creed had more courage in his pinkie than Jimmy possessed in his whole being.

“I don’t. I’m just curious. He was best friends with Oliver,” I said blandly, not close enough to my cousin to share that I’d banged Creed for a couple of months during a tour of duty.

“Oh. I forgot about that. You heard from Ollie?”

“Yeah, he’s living it up in Cabo with his husband.”

Temper snorted.

“Why do you think Gene’s all up my ass about getting married?” I muttered as if her snort were a statement in itself.

“Haven’t they come around yet?”

“What? To Ollie preferring cock to pussy? Nope.” I sniffed as I finally approached my hotel. “I almost wish I were gay just to spite them.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say, Cin,” she chided.

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