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“Is that bacon?” he asked, sniffing.

“Yeah, I made you some sandwiches.”

He grinned. “Seriously?”

“Bacon, egg, and cheese. Two of ’em.”

“Bro, you’re the best wife ever.”

Joey put a hand over his mouth to stifle his laugh, which did no good. I flipped Sawyer off as I looked through the bag I’d packed for Joey.

“Towel, change of clothes, cash, goggles, and snorkel. Am I forgetting anything?”

“Nope!” Joey tried to snatch the bag, but I held on to it.

“It’s freezing out, Jojo. Go put on pants, a shirt, and your coat. And socks and shoes.”

He groaned but then ran to his bedroom to do what I’d asked.

“Buzzkill,” Sawyer quipped, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

I was too wound up about Jolie to trade jabs with him.

“Hey, thanks for taking Joey,” I said. “He’s really excited if you didn’t notice.”

“No problem. I’m looking forward to it.” He gave me a puzzled look. “You okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you sick?”

I did feel like vomiting, but not because I was sick.

“Jolie’s coming over,” I said. “So we can have a talk.”

“Oh shit. Are you ending things?”

I shook my head. “I’m not, but she might be.”

“Because of Nashville?”

“Pretty much. It’s a long story.”

He put a hand on my shoulder. “Let me know if you want to talk about it.”

“I won’t. But thanks.”

Joey ran back out to the living room, dressed now. He flew past us and went straight to the door.

“Can we go now?”

Sawyer laughed. “Yeah, let’s go.”

“Hey, be good,” I said.

“I will,” Joey said.

“Oh, I meant Sawyer.”

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