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“Why the fuck are you smiling when discussing my heartache?”
“Just never thought I’d see the day that you’d be someone’s little bitch.” He barked out a laugh.
“Why does no one pinch him?” I grumped, just as a knock on the door had us all going silent.
Dylan pushed it open, and Wolf peeked his head in. “Dinner’s ready, and everyone’s looking for you.”
“How’d you know where we were?” my cousin purred to her husband.
“I’ve always got my eyes on you, Minx.”
“Good answer. Take some lessons, Finny,” Dylan teased as we all piled out of the closet.
“Hey,” Hugh said, just before I stepped out. We were the last two in there. “I doubted myself, too. But what I learned is, just because you’ve never done it before, doesn’t mean you can’t. It just means that you haven’t met someone worth going out on a limb for. Maybe you’ve been single because you’d already met the one you were meant to be with. You just didn’t know it. She’d been there the whole time.”
I nodded. I’d thought that many times over the last few weeks. I clapped him on the shoulder, and we stepped out, hearing all the chatter coming from the dining room.
Reese was deep in conversation with Lila and Olivia, and my mom and Jenny Murphy were refilling wine glasses, while my father and Grant had just finished carving two turkeys and were setting the platters on each end of the table.
Everyone made their way to the dining room, and we found our seats. I was between Reese and Cage. We passed around the sides and filled our plates while we all chatted. Once we had piles of delicious food on our plates, my father raised his water glass, and we all did the same. Dylan had water, Gracie had chocolate milk, and the rest of us had wine or beer in our glasses.
“Another year to be thankful for good food, great friends, and my beautiful family. Thanks for hosting, Georgia and Maddox. Thank you to the Murphys for being here with us. Let’s all take a minute to think about all the good in our lives,” my father said, and Cage leaned close to my ear.
“I’m thankful that we finally get to eat some damn turkey.”
I chuckled and elbowed him in the arm.
“I’m thankful for Grammie and Pops!” Gracie shouted. “And all my families and for Bob Picklepants.”
I barked out a laugh because the fact that my oldest brother, with the heart of the Tin Man, had not only gotten his baby girl the cutest puppy, but he’d allowed her to name it that ridiculous name.
“Cheers to Bob Picklepants,” Hugh said, holding his glass high.
“To Bob Picklepants!” everyone said together.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let’s eat.” Cage rolled his eyes before cutting up the food on Gracie’s plate beside him.
Reese piled mashed potatoes onto my plate, and I buttered a roll and set it on hers. I glanced up to see Brinkley smiling at me.
We spent the next thirty minutes going around the table saying what we were thankful for, and my mom couldn’t stop talking about putting the tree up tomorrow and needing help with that.
Gracie was asking about pie, and we all laughed because we’d just consumed more food than anyone ever should in one sitting.
The doorbell rang, and Georgia left to go see who it was. We were still talking and laughing as we pushed to our feet to start clearing the plates.
“Umm, Reese. Carl is here to see you. He’s in the front entryway.”
What the fuck?
This guy had some nerve.
“How did he get through the gate?” Maddox hissed, arms crossed over his chest as he pulled out his phone to check the camera.
“I left the gate open while everyone was arriving.” Georgia shrugged. “I must have forgotten to close it.”
“I’ve got it. Thank you,” Reese said as she glanced over at me.
“We’vegot it,” I said, my voice firm. This guy thought he could crash Thanksgiving because he was now single?
