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“I’m not cruel to her. I’m a goddamn ray of sunshine,” she snaps back at me.
“So why the hell did you tell her about Pop? About what he said about marrying her?”
“Oh,” she winces as she screws the lid onto her nail polish bottle. “I didn’t do that on purpose actually. It just kind of slipped out.”
“Well, she’s fucking furious with me about it, and she’s…” I sigh.
“She’s what?”
I swallow as emotion balls in my throat. “She’s really upset. I really fucked up this time.”
“You fuck up all the time where she’s concerned. You two fight and make up. It’s kind of your thing.”
I run a hand through my hair and lean back against the soft armchair. “I don’t think I can fix this one so easily, Joey.”
“Why? What did she say?”
“She thinks I’m only marrying her because I have no choice. She mentioned Nicole. She asked me if Pop had given me the same ultimatum when I agreed to marry her.”
“Ouch.”
“Then she asked if Nicole was pregnant too.”
Joey winces. “Double ouch.”
“Exactly.” I run my hands through my hair and sigh.
“So, did you tell her the truth?” she asks, as though it would be that simple.
“You know I can’t. Not yet.”
“You don’t trust her?”
When my sister isn’t being a bitch, she’s kind of good to talk to. “I don’t know. She’s not from our world, Joey. If she knew everything…”
“I get it. But the alternative is she hates you for what she thinks you did.”
“Better than her hating me for what I actually did.”
“Maybe. But I figure if she doesn’t hate you already, there’s nothing much could change that.”
“But she does hate me, Joey.”
“Oh, don’t be so dramatic. Of course she doesn’t. But there is an easy fix to your current problem.”
“There is?”
“Yes,” she says with a roll of her eyes.
“Then enlighten me, little sister.”
“Forget about the Nicole situation for now. Kat thinks what she thinks and she loves you anyway. So this is about her thinking that you don’t really want to marry her. So prove that you do, Dante.”
“How? She said she doesn’t believe a word that comes out of my mouth anymore.”
“So don’t speak, jackass.”
I groan and drop my head in my hands. “Stop talking in riddles, Joey.”
