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“Gotta go, loser,” I say to Trev. Then I click off the phone, not waiting for an answer.
“Was that Sienna?”
I shake my head and give Nancy a hug.
“What are you doing here?”
“Grandma called me.”
“When did you start calling her that?”
Estella Howard isn’t a grannie or grandma type. Grandmother fits her regal bearing and her pain-in-the-ass ways.
“I do it when I want to mess with her. Just so you know, Avery is already downstairs having the best time with our grandmother.”
Damn. I slip my phone into my pocket and start towards the door.
“Whoa, dude, don’t worry. We’ll get down there in a minute. I want to talk to you.”
“What?”
“I want you to be nice to Avery.”
“She stole my house.”
She makes a rude noise that irritates the crap out of me. Nancy has always been more like a sister to me. We don’t fit in with the other cousins, so we tend to gravitate to each other. “First of all, she didn’t steal it.”
“I beg to differ.”
She rolls her eyes. “And who knew you were coming back into town? You have to give us a head’s up.”
“If I do that, everyone will know.”
“Thanks to your jenky app, everyone already knows.”
“I have never created a jenky app.” Then it hits me what she said. Damn, if this has hit the paps, there’s a good chance they’ll be down here to ask me what’s going on. “How does everyone already know?”
“The whole thing where you got your ass kicked by a woman who probably only comes up to your shoulder?”
“I didn’t get my ass kicked.”
“That’s not what Mrs. B said.”
“This was reported on the JSE?”
She rolls her eyes and turns to stalk down the hallway. Her ponytail swishes from side to side. “Seriously, Jon, everything gets reported on there.”
“Nancy, hurry up!”
Great, Travis is here. It makes sense since they’re engaged, but I thought I could keep myself from being embarrassed in front of another person I like. I don’t like a lot of people.
“It’s not fair that my fiancé can yell like that, and our grandmother just laughs,” Nancy says with a scowl as she stalks off.
I follow her down the hallway to the stairs. This is the east wing of the family mansion. I get the privilege of staying on this side near my grandmother. And I do mean that. Other than Nancy and my mother, the rest of the family stays in the west wing. She might not say it to their faces, but my grandmother can cut a person down with just a room assignment.
The moment I step off the stairs, I realize that there’s another voice in the group. An annoying voice. One that I’ll never forget and might have dreamed about last night.
“How could I leave her there? She was lonely. Sorry, I didn’t tell you I had a pet now.”
