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She chuckles. “Yeah. Dinner. Plus, I’ll be honest with you. I need to know you’re a good guy. Nancy and Mason say you are, but you’re living with my baby sister. I just…”
I might not have a big family, but I have Nancy and would feel the same way. Inwardly, I sigh. This means I need to go to dinner with her family, which will definitely not be a great experience. I don’t do well with them. And by them, I mean people.
“Okay.”
“Oh, great. Mason will be glad to have a balanced number. He says he’s always outnumbered by the women.”
“Glad to be of service.”
Instead of getting upset with my sarcasm, she just laughs. “You have no idea. We’ll be eating around six if that’s okay with you.”
“No problem.” But even as I say it, my nerves stretch tight. I don’t do well with people in general. This is definitely not going to go well at all.
“I’ll have Nancy text my address.”
“That will be fine.”
“Oh, do you have any food allergies?”
No one has ever asked me that, but she is a mom. It probably comes with the territory.
“Nope. Just to penicillin.”
“I’ll tell Mason not to make any of that. Thanks, Jon.”
Then the phone gets handed back to Nancy.
“You are going to dinner two nights in a row with people!”
Nancy says it in that way I know she thinks she’s funny. She is such an ass.
“I blame you for this.”
“You can blame thatmodelfor it. I’m assuming that’s why you’re here.”
She never addresses the women I date by their names. It’s not out of jealousy. She says it’s because they are all too stupid for me. And I can’t argue with her on that. None of them have been exceptionally bright. She also says they should have more respect for themselves.
I can tell she’s walking away from Liv, probably to go to her office.
“Partially.”
“Partially? I heard a rumor that she was stalking you.”
“Where did you hear that?”
“Your mama. I talked to her this morning.”
The women in my family are conspiring against me. Although I don’t know what they’re working towards, but something is coming. I can feel it. It’s an itch beneath my skin, warning me that something is afoot.
And now I’m thinking like Sherlock Holmes. This situation is really driving me crazy.
“Why would she call you?”
“Because I’m amazing.”
“Nancy.”
There is no mistaking the warning in my voice.
