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“Yourwhat?”
Exactly the reaction I expected. “My girlfriend.”
Complete silence lasts for at least a minute. And then, an ear-splitting shriek full of an insulting amount of disbelief. “Girls! Oscar has a girlfriend!”
In a matter of milliseconds, a whole fucking chorus of shouting breaks out, so loud I actually have to hold my phone away from my ear.
Among the cacophony, I make out Eliza's voice. “Is it the blonde girl from Walmart? The one who looks like Barbie? Can we meet her? Oh myGod, Caroline is gonna freak out.”
I don’t dare acknowledge the mention of my ex-girlfriend, nor the joy Eliza exudes at the prospect of her finding out I’m in a relationship. “I’ll bring her to the ranch sometime.”
“Seriously?” Lux snorts while the rest of my sisters cheer. “She doesn't look like a ranch girl.”
At midnight in a Walmart, she didn’t look like a ranch girl. Imagine that. “She left her cowboy boots at home that night.”
“I’m just saying, she doesn’t seem like your type.”
“Do elaborate.”
“She seems a little... abrasive.”
Here we go.“Abrasive?”
“I don't know. Extroverted. Wild. Loud.”
Like any of those are bad things.
“You just described at least two Jackson women.” And, ironically, one of them is her.Washer. Before the weight of responsibility chipped away at those particular qualities. “How do you even know this?”
“Eliza found her on social media.”
Jesus Christ.“So you, what, scrolled through her Instagram and figured her out completely?”
“Jackson-”
“Speaking of partners, how’s Mark?”
That shuts her up, like I knew it would.
“Lux,” my sister sighs when I say her name, muttering something about a ‘bastard big brother tone,’ “I love you and I’m sorry for leaving the other night, but if you wanna talk about Luna, you better fix your tone.”
“Fix my tone? You sound like Grandma.”
Jesus, of all the fucking things she could’ve said. “And on that note, I gotta go.”
If there’s an apology, I don’t hear it; I hang up.
It’s been a long weekend, and I’m not in the mood.
Something cold and wet nudges my shoulder, and I look up to find Cass looming over me, holding out a beer. I take it from him with a grateful nod, shifting to make room for him as he flops down beside me on the sofa. “Your sisters not happy about Luna?”
I grunt as I take a sip. “I think Lux is just pissed I didn’t tell her.”
“Lying to your sister.” Cass whistles, long and low. “Rookie move.”
Yeah, you’d think I’d know better by now.
From somewhere in the kitchen, Ben yells, “Why is Grace asking me for pictures of your new girlfriend?”
