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Chapter 8
I ease out from under Jolie's body and go to the bathroom. When I walk into the kitchen, my grandma is sitting at the table, steaming coffee mug in hand, a book in front of her. It's a scene I've seen frequently throughout my life. I begin to backtrack to give her a few more minutes to herself in her favorite room of the house, but her words stop me.
"Come in. I'm just finishing up a chapter."
"Good morning ninja." She laughs, and I shake my head. "I've never heard you come to my room so quietly in your life."
"I was rather stealthy, huh?"
"Yes, but why?"
"Isn't that what grandma's do? Embarrass you in front of the girl you like and cock block you?"
I spit out the orange juice I just drank. "Please never ever say cock block again in your life. I beg of you."
She just laughs again, but arches a brow. "I trust you were a perfect gentleman to her."
"You raised me right. Isn't that what you always say?"
She nods. "That I did. So what's for breakfast?"
"Some chocolate chip pancakes, eggs, and bacon."
She grins. "Making sure she comes back, huh?"
"I'm trying." I chuckle as I turn around to add the water to the bowl.
"You don't need to try too hard. That girl is falling for you."
I stop stirring the pancake mix and look over my shoulder. "What makes you say that?"
"The way she looks at you, the way she smiles at you. And you're in the exact same boat. You both might as well have hearts in your eyes."
"She's...special."
"I can see that. Are you making sure she knows you think that?"
"I think so."
She scoffs. "That is man talk for probably not. Make sure you tell her. She's not a mind reader, Elijah."
"I will."
My grandma reminds me about her upcoming trip to Vegas this weekend while I cook. She's going with a few of the women she plays poker with each week. They apparently plan to clean the casinos out of all their money.
"I don't wanna have to come to Vegas to bail you girls out because you got caught counting cards or something." I chuckle.
She mock gasps. "I would never. But I can't say the same for the other ladies. So if you do get a collect call, know I was just caught up in a bad crowd."
I give her an exasperated face. "You've never been caught up in a bad crowd in your life. You are the bad crowd. I don't know anyone else who has a grandma quite like you."
"I am one of a kind. What can I say? I had a choice to blend in or stand out. And blending in, in my time meant being some perky little housewife, never having much of my own, and depending on a man for everything. That would and will never be me. And once you decide to stand out, you never want to blend in again."
"I don't think I'm the stand out type. Or the blend in, really. I just...am."
"And that's okay too. You can only be who you are. And uh, not to brag, but you're pretty great."
"Not to brag though, right?" I grin. "And breakfast is served."
