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They just looked at me.

“He says he’s hungover,” I said to them as the second customer walked in.

“Maybe he is,” Jane offered.

I scrolled down to Eddie’s number and pushed the green button.

“Yeah?” he answered.

“Hey, it’s me,” I said.

“Yeah?” Eddie repeated.

“Jet,” I told him, making sure that he knew who he was talking to.

Silence for a beat then he said, “Chiquita, I know who it is.”

I could hear his smile in his voice, which made my belly curl, even though I was in borderline freak-out mode.

I ignored the belly curl.

“We have a crisis,” I informed him.

Silence for another beat then he asked, “Didn’t I drop you off about five minutes ago?”

“Yes.”

“How do we have a crisis in five minutes?”

“Tex isn’t at work. He says he’s hungover,” I told him.

“So maybe he’s hungover,” Eddie replied.

“He can’t be hungover and protect Mom! He’s falling down on the job. Mom has to move in with us.”

More silence.

Then, “Your mother isn’t movin’ in with us.”

There was no smile in his voice on that comment.

“Then we have to move to my place,” I stated.

“Last time I stayed the night at your place, your mom knocked on the door when my hands were in your pants. We’re not movin’ to your place and your mom isn’t movin’ to mine.”

“Eddie!” I cried.

“Jet, my plan has two goals. One is to keep you and your mom safe. Two is for us to have some privacy and time to get to know each other. Your mom moves in, my second goal is in the toilet.”

“We can get to know each other when Mom’s around.”

“Not the way I want us to get to know each other.”

My belly curled again and I felt spasms in three different places. I took a breath and shook it off.

“I bet you’d hit the snooze button if Mom was with us,” I said.

“Yeah, but then we wouldn’t have time for a long shower.”

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