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And—for God’s sake—like she needed them bonding further.
They were each a terror in their own rights.
“I’m home,” she announced, dropping her backpack onto the kitchen counter with athunk.
Neither of her Sage Masters looked her way.
“And then,” Auntie Pat went on, “she told me she’d slept on the floor with her duffle because she was too tired to make it to bed because she was recovering from being caught up in a fire.” Pat’s head twisted her way, piercing eyes locked onto Raven’s. “She’d driven four hours and hauled her ass up two flights of stairs afterbeing caught up in a fire.”
Now Connor’s head swiveled, his gaze pinning her in place.
Shit. She hadn’t mentioned that part to him.
“Um,” she began. “I should probably go shower.”
Connor’s lips pressed together. “No, sweetheart, you should tell me why I shouldn’t paddle your ass for pulling that stunt.”
A bolt of annoyance through her belly prompted her to forget about evasive maneuvers.
Or evasive showers, so it was.
It pricked her temper, sent her marching into the living room, stopping in front of Connor, and glaring at him—then at Auntie Pat, for sharing that bit of information. “I’ll have you know if Ihadn’tfreaked out and ended up next door to Pat then I would have still been running from life and messed up and—”
His lips curved, mirth dancing in hazel eyes.
Oh.Oh.
She glowered, plunked her hands on her hips, and turned to frown at Auntie Pat again. Then back to Connor.
The fiends.
They’d planned this—get her all hot and bothered and frustrated…just to prank her.
“You two are menaces,” she announced. “So I’m taking my Anything Brownies, going to my bedroom, and not coming out for the next century—or until you both put aside your pact to torture me.”
“Now, honey,” Pat said. “You know that’s not going to happen.”
Shedidknow that.
Unfortunately.
“Shower,” she announced, turning on her heel.
“Baby?” Connor asked when she’d reached the hall, started to turn for the bedroom.
She paused, glanced back over her shoulder. “Yeah?”
“Our family wants to come over for dinner tonight. Is that okay?”
Our family.Ourfamily.
Simple words.
A simple question.
And yet, it meant everything.
“Yeah, honey,” she whispered. “That’s good.”
