Page 18 of Wanting the Winger


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When Evie excuses herself to use the ladies’ room, I flag down the waitress and order another large pizza to go.

My phone dings, alerting me of a text. Tugging it from my pocket, I glance at the screen to see my mom’s name.

I made some stifado if you want to stop by.

I smile.

That’s nice of you, but I can feed myself.

Agóri mou, I know how busy you are.

Not too busy to eat. lol.

I love you.

I love you too.

Evie drops into her chair once more. “Everything okay?” she asks.

“Yeah. My mom was texting me.”

She arches one eyebrow. “Your mom?”

“Yep.”

“Are you a momma’s boy, Darius?” Her lips curve.

“Maybe.” I flash her a grin. “Actually, I’m close with my entire family.”

“That’s nice. Do you have siblings?”

“I have two brothers and a sister. They’re all older than me.”

“Uh oh, the baby of the family,” she says.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re the spoiled child.”

“Ha. I got all the hand me downs and my siblings beat the snot out of me until I got bigger than them all.”

She rolls her eyes. “Poor baby. It sounds horrible.”

“You have no idea.”

“I don’t know, I think I’d like having a big family.”

“Are you an only child?”

She nods. “I am. There was no one else besides me to disappoint my parents.”

“I can’t imagine you being a disappointment to them.”

“I was a rebellious teenager and, unfortunately, no matter how much time passes, they never let me forget it.”

“Aren’t most teenagers rebellious?”

“Not according to my parents.”

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