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“She’s worried about you. She said that brunch mess was her fault and worried you were mad at her.”
“I’m not.”
“Okay.” Her tone tells me she doesn’t believe me.
“How worried should I be about dinner tonight?”
“Hmm, not too much. I mean, Liv is a sweetie, and you know Mason. He’s a good guy. As long as Fritz isn’t there, you should be fine.”
“Fritz?”
“Her brother.”
“Oh, right.”
“Although, I will say he’s not overly protective of the sisters. Liv says that Fritz thinks they are grown-ass women and can take care of themselves.”
“Yeah. I can’t imagine having that many siblings.”
“Right? I mean, it sounds like a nightmare. So loud.”
I smile. We both have half or step-siblings, but we never claimed them, and the feeling from them is mutual. They are as devoid of a moral compass like our fathers. The two of us are closer to each other than we are to any of them.
“So, you have no idea how long you’ll be in town?”
I shake my head, then remember she can’t see me. “No. I don’t have much on deck.” And I need to make a decision about my company.
“Okay. You know you’ll have to come over and have dinner with us. And by having dinner, I mean we’ll order in and pretend that I made it.”
“Yeah, I would appreciate the ordering of the food. You are not a good cook.”
“Look who’s talking. You should ask your new roomie to bake.”
“I don’t have…wait, she knows how to cook?”
“Why would you think she can’t?”
“She has about five different types of cereal.”
“Her brother is one of the Camos and Cupcakes dudes. She apparently can make a mean cupcake. And I know how much you love those.”
Okay, that is my one significant weakness. I do love a good cupcake. I’ve heard about the three former Army buddies who opened a bakery in San Antonio. There’s a rumor they may even open one in Juniper Springs.
“Well, there is no evidence in the kitchen of any baking.”
She tsks. “Poor Jon.”
“Get bent.”
She laughs, and I smile. She might irritate me, but we have always been more like siblings than cousins. I have always been thankful I had my mother, but Nancy’s parents are both horrible. She spent her summers with our grandmother, and since I spent a lot of time down here during those summers, we were close. We’re opposites in many ways but we understand each other’s issues.
“Well, I need to get to work.”
“Liar.”
I can’t fight the chuckle. See, my cousin knows me.
“Okay. I’m going to cyber-stalk this dude moving in with my mom.”
