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My brows raised and I turned to Jordie. I’d forgotten he was there.
He lifted a hand. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad for him—for both of you. Just saying, Hudson’s never been so into anyone. That’s all. It’s…” He chuckled. “Gives me hope for me. Someday, anyhow. Too much to do before this ass settles down.” He jerked his chin my way. “You should change into your bowling shoes and then we can go find your ball while he gets your food.”
Harley and Marlowe ran over to join us because apparently with the Ferrazzis selecting the perfect bowling ball was a group effort. The girls chattered about their upcoming girls’ night with all the cousins and some close friends who were basically considered part of the family, like London.
“London’s going to be there?” Jodie looked at Daisy. “I bet you fifty bucks that Coen crashes.”
“He won’t. It’s girls’ night.”
“He’ll find a reason, say someone called him because he saw a spider or something.”
Daisy shook her head. “He better not.’
“Fifty bucks,” Jordie repeated. “A hundred thatbothHudson and Coen crash.”
“Do I look like an idiot who likes to throw away money? No deal.”
“Glad you clarified what kind of idiot,” he teased.
She shoved his shoulder, laughing. “Go away.”
He slung his are around my shoulders. “Hey,youcrashed on me and Sparrow. We were finding her bowling ball.”
“Get your hands off my girl,” Hudson growled as he passed with our food. “Or it won’t be your bowling balls you’re looking for.”
“So, Sparrow, being as you’re Hudson’s girl, you have a standing invite to girls’ night if you want to come. We’d love to have you,” Harley said.
Marlowe nodded. “We always have so much food—we get The Feedery to cater it. They have thebestdesserts. On month that’s all we did—about ten different desserts.”
“Sugar coma,” her sister enjoined. “You’ve gotta come, Sparrow. Please…” She leaned in. “And not just because you’re with Hudson. Promise.”
That sounded wonderful, and they seemed to genuinely want me to come hang out with them. Which seemed weird to me since I had always had a hard time making friends. Was that just on me? Had I put up more walls than I thought?
I nodded.
I’d like that, I wrote, knowing they didn’t know signing.
“Wait. You get all those desserts?” Jordie asked. “I want to come.”
“No,” the twins said in unison.
Giving up on finding a bowling ball, not even trying a single one, I pointed over at Hudson to let them know I was going over to him then gave them a small wave as Jordie started arguing for inclusion into the dessert-a-palooza. As soon as I sat, Hudson grabbed the edge of my chair and dragged me closer so the sides of the seats were against each other.
Leaning over, he brushed his lips over mine. “I missed you.”
I grinned, giving him a small roll of my eyes.
Do you guys actually bowl?I wrote out in my notebook before picking up a tot and popping it into my mouth. I was the best tasting potato I’d ever had. Apparently, I was more hungry than I’d imagined.
“Eventually. Mostly we just hang out for a couple hours. The owners rent us the lanes by the hour, not the game, because with the way we bowl, it wouldn’t be worth their time. It’s fair enough. We also eat and drink enough to help cover the time.”
Might be why you suck at bowling.
He snorted. “Maybe. You know what I don’t suck at?”
“What?” I mouthed.
He leaned in, catching my chin with his fingers and kissed me again. We never did bowl. Mostly, we hung out with his family, watched them—the twins were really good—and kissed. I spent most of the time sitting on Hudson’s lap and half that with his lips some place on me. He was right. It didn’t suck at all.
