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“That’s not true.” My eyes narrow into slits. “Seriously, we’re going to go there again? Connor completed college. He has a full-time job. He’s not done anything irresponsible in months.”
Hell, he hasn’t in years. Yes, when he was a senior in high school and during college, he went through a self-destructive phase where he drank too much and partied too hard but straightened up after graduation.
“No.” Her hands clutch the steering wheel as she passes a two-story white house with a couple of white rocking chairs seated around a black round table on the front porch. “I’m sorry. How was the….” She glances over her shoulder as the kids poke on each other and giggle. “P. A. R. T. Y?”
“It was fine. Played football with the guys and had C. A. K. E. for Alice’s B. I. R. T. H. D. A. Y.” Despite what she said, I’m a fast learner. And if I don’t want to hear about birthday parties, clowns, games, bouncy houses, cake, and ice cream for the next five hours until I can get the munchkins to sleep, I’m going to remember to spell. “It was a nice day.”
“I like Alice. She’s a great lady.”
“Yes, she is.”
She glances out of the corner of her eye while easing on the brake at the stop sign. “Was Harbor there?”
“Yes.” I shrug like it was no big deal. “She was there.”
She licks her lips and pushes the stereo button on, blasting kids’ music over the speakers. “And how did she look?”
“She looked fine. Not that I noticed.” Liar. You noticed. Her shorts were short enough that I could enjoy every inch of her sun-kissed tan legs. And the tight top she had on cupped her bouncing breasts as she juggled the pitchers of drinks.
Yes, I noticed everything.
Siblings are a pain in the ass. Connor warns me to stay away from Harbor, and my family is the opposite. They ship us together more than any celebrity couple touted about on the internet.
“Did you talk to her?”
“Yes, I talked to her.” I glare at her.
“Did you?” Her eyebrows arch upward as if she questions my honesty.
“Yes.” Why didn’t I call Ben to pick me up? I’d rather ride with my younger brother, freaking out over his driving, than listen to our sister.
“Did you talk to her about moving back home, dating you, getting married, and having kids?”
I swallow hard over the lump in my throat. If she notices how I feel about Harbor, then it stands to reason that everyone else does, too. And that spells A.F. U. C. K. I. N. G.M. E. S. S.
“No, I didn’t talk to her about that. You’re crazy. I’m not interested in Harbor.”
“Mommy’s crazy. Unc Co’s crazy,” Sofia sings at the top of her lungs as Emilia taps her fingertips on the steering wheel.
This is stupid. “Besides, she’s not moving back. She has some amazing job over there that she can’t do here. I’m sure she has new friends.” I swallow harder over the thickening dryness in my mouth. “And I’m sure she’s seeing some dude working as an investment banker or something.” My hands ball into fists on my lap. “Why are we even talking about this again?”
“Because you’re obtuse.”
“And you’re a pain in the a–” Damn her. I almost messed up. “A. S. S.”
“You know you want to date her.”
“No, I don’t.” Maybe if I say it loud enough, I’ll believe it. I twist my head to watch her reaction. Two can play this game. “Why don’t you go out with Connor and use up some of your spare smart mouth with an enemies-to-lovers–”
“Co-o-ole,” she growls and swerves past a slow-moving car. “I recommend you tread lightly.”
“Same, Emilia. Same.” Sometimes, she makes it hard to remember I love her.
Chapter Five
One Week Later
Harbor
