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I bat my long eyelashes at him. But, his eye lashes are as long and thick as mine. “I guess I never met someone with as thick and long lashes as me.”
He leans back in the passenger’s seat, just to laugh more. “My sister says the world is unfair. That a man having eyelashes like mine should be illegal. She’ll have a fit when she sees you.”
“By the way, do I get to meet your sister soon?” I expect pushback, but his lips curve up into a smile.
“Tia’s big mouth let it slip to my mom that I met someone. She has asked us to come over for dinner, but…”
“Okay, just because I’m not ready for you to meet my mom, doesn’t mean I don’t want to meet yours. My mom issooverbearing. We’re getting to know each other, and I want a little bit more time before she comes in like a bull in a china cabinet and does her Evelyn James smothering.”
“I can’t believe your mom is that bad, but I’m not pushing you to meet your mom. And I told my mother to give us a couple weeks, and we’d come for her world-famous chicken fried chicken.”
I moan at the idea. “Chicken fried chicken is almost as good as an orgasm. It’s not something you see often here in the Pacific Northwest.”
“Mom grew up in the south, so she cooks comfort foods more often than is probably healthy. But I won’t say no to her home cooking.”
I’m lost in him, the way his face smiles differently when he speaks of his mother and sister.
“Now I want chicken fried steak, and I know my brother isn’t making anything that good. Fuck, I hope he’s not cooking.”
A beep interrupts my complaints concerning my brother and my phone lights up with his picture.
“Speak of the devil.”
Ugly Twin:Are you two sitting down in your car all night making out or will you come upstairs? Dinner is getting cold. And you know I’m hypoglycemic. So, get your ass up here.
“Fuck, I think he cooked. Don’t worry, we’ll stop by a fast food restaurant when I take you back to your place.” I type out a reply quickly.
Me:Please tell me you’re not going to kill my boyfriend with food poisoning.
Ugly Twin:Food poisoning is almost never fatal. Anyway, you can relax, I ordered Korean.
“Oh, good news. You won’t get killed by my brother’s cooking. He ordered Korean.”
He tugs at my hand, feathering kisses over each knuckle individually. “Thanks for sharing your brother with me. I know he’s the most important person in the world to you.”
But, as I grab for him, after exiting the car, I hold the hand of the man who is becoming the most important person to me.
* * *
“You’re kidding me.Please tell me you’re kidding me.” He turns to Liam, and then back at me.
“Nope. That was all him!” Liam has no problem selling me out.
“You were going to create your own fish tank? Hell, I’m imagining this in my mind.”
“Mom told me no, and to use my own imagination,” I protest.
“What she meant is to draw a picture, not to create one in our bathtub,” Liam emphasizes.
“She wasn’t specific. How was I to know we had old pipes?”
“And how long did you keep the fish in the bathtub?” Ash questions.
“They died every day. I’d walk down the block to the pet store to get more about every three or four days. Mr. Mines never questioned me. Just took my money. As I think back on that, it should have been a red flag for the man.”
“But how long did you keep the water in the tub?”
Liam opens his mouth to answer, but I beat him. “Two months. But we didn’t know there was a small leak, rotting away at our ceiling. And fuck, one day the tub fell right through it, in the hallway, when mom had her hoity-toity bridge group over. It was a whole thing.”
