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“All you have to do is ask,” Jocelyn said. “I make extra and will bring it in and put it in the fridge in your office.”
“Thank you,” he said nicely. “I appreciate it.”
“Look at you two kissing up to each other,” Jayce said. “What do you want, Joce?”
“Nothing,” Jocelyn said. Jayce always shortened his sister’s name. Gabe did at times too. Whatever came out of his mouth. “Just being supportive is all.”
Gabe caught the look between his sister and his parents. Something was going on and he had to get to the bottom of it.
“What am I missing?”
“Nothing,” his father said quickly. A little too quickly.
“I’ll get the snacks out,” his mother said as she got up and moved to the kitchen in almost a dash.
“What?” he asked, looking at his sister.
“You guys aren’t going to tell him?” Jocelyn said. “If you don’t, I will. I don’t believe in any of this and I don’t want it happening to me.”
“Is someone going to clue me in here?”
“I caught Dad talking to Grant and Garrett last week.”
“So?” he said. “We talk to them all the time. We’ve got to start working on the new building soon.”
“Not talking about work,” Jocelyn said.
“Huh?”
“Jim, do you want to come help me in the kitchen?” his mother yelled.
Oh boy, his mother was trying to save his father. “Are you guys asking them for help in setting me up? Am I next on their target list or whatever they call it?”
His jaw dropped. He’d known this was going on with other people, but he didn’t think it would come around to him. Or at least that his parents would get involved.
When his father got up and ran into the kitchen faster than if someone yelled fire in the hole for the demo of a building coming down, he knew he had his answer.
“They think they are being sneaky,” Jocelyn said. “But I know what I heard.”
“So they didn’t acknowledge it when you brought it up?”
“I’m just bringing it up now,” Jocelyn said. “I wanted to catch them unaware and have brotherly support.”
Everyone thought his sister was quiet, but she was the sneaky one.
“Guess all that planning comes in handy with you.”
“You’re welcome,” Jocelyn said, grinning.
His parents couldn’t hide in the kitchen forever, but he had a feeling that might be the case when they finally came out ten minutes later.
There were hushed voices in there too.
“Well,” he said. “You didn’t answer me. Am I the next one on their list?”
His parents looked at each other. “Your name might have come up.”
“So who is it they think is perfect for me?” he asked, laughing.
