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Emily rolled her eyes. “He’s not my type. He’s just hot. Like he belongs on a fitness magazine or something.”
“I need to see,” Abby said. “Ohhhh, Aunt Megan. You lucky girl. He’s smoking.”
Megan laughed. “Don’t encourage her,” her mother said.
She ground her teeth. “Jonah is very nice. Don’t let his looks deceive you.”
“I’m waiting to see if there is a picture of him smiling,” her mother said.
“Yeah,” Sarah said. “Why couldn’t he smile? The other men are.”
She sighed. “He smiled a lot. Just not for those pictures. But there are a few. Keep looking.”
Her mother and her sisters were looking through her phone, Abby grabbing it too and making all sorts of comments on Jonah, Trent and Cody in their tuxes. Megan thought it was funny but let them have their fun.
“There he is smiling,” Abby said, fanning a hand in front of her face. “Is he single? Aunt Megan, you totally have to go after him if he is.”
Her mother clucked her tongue. “What does he do for a living?”
“He owns a gym and is a personal trainer.”
“Oh yum,” Abby said.
Emily scolded her daughter. “He’s way too old for you to be thinking that or even saying it.”
“Why?” Abby said. “I do it about actors and so do you when Dad isn’t around.”
There was a lot of laughter to that, but she held her tongue.
“Abby,” her mother said. “Aunt Megan needs someone that is calm because she isn’t. Not someone that runs a business and would never be around. Least of all someone that makes her look like a child.”
“What?” Megan asked. “What do you mean he makes me look like a child?”
Her hands were on her hips. This was getting ridiculous.
“Mom only means he’s so much bigger than you,” Sarah said. “Relax. No harm in it, but he is a treat to look at. At least you had a nice dance partner that night.”
“I did,” she said. She wanted to tell her parents that she was dating Jonah, but she knew it wasn’t the time. Everyone was jumping around and now Abby wanted to open her gifts before they did anything else.
It was her niece’s birthday and she didn’t want to take anything away from that.
“I don’t care if you open your gifts,” her mother said. “We can do that now and then Grandpa can light the grill and we can start cooking the burgers.”
She moved over to the couch to sit down next to Sophia who had her head in her phone. “How come you’re over here by yourself?” she asked.
Sophia shrugged. “I don’t have much to say. Being the baby of the family sucks. It’s better to be left alone.”
“You’re telling me,” she mumbled.
Abby was pulling clothes out of bags and opening boxes and finally got to Megan’s bag. She pulled the teal shirt out first, it was sleeveless and had a cutout back, but she’d bought a tank top to go under it and it was actually layered the way it should be worn.
“I wanted this,” Abby said. The shorts came out next and Abby put them in front of her. “Thank you, Aunt Megan.”
“I said no to them,” Tom said, frowning.
“You say no to everything,” Abby said.
“So you went and asked your Aunt Megan for them because you knew she’d buy them?”
