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So I pick crumbs and ruin my appetite on sugary sweets.
Jason finally reemerges from the bathroom and steps into the kitchen. “Hey, you’re loosening up,” he says.
He looks good, but that’s nothing new—looking good has always been effortless for him. Dark hair jostled, he’s wearing a light button-up and creaseless gray slacks. The top couple of buttons are undone, teasing his curly chest hair.
“Kenzi’s still changing.”
“Cool,” Jason says. He crosses his arms across his chest and leans back against this counter.
Even dressed up, I can make out the bare outline of him. Even his relaxed slacks can’t hide that mammoth.
My fingers twitch with the want to undo his belt, and my blood starts to rush south. Why am I so horny right now? I force myself to ignore the dryness of my lips and steer my thoughts.
He nods to the plate of brownies. “How many of those have you had?”
I scowl. “Are you counting my calories right now?”
“No. But uh…you should know I made those for Maria.”
“I only had one. She won’t notice.”
“No, I mean like…they’re special. You know. Like…really special.”
My throat feels thick and slimy. What. The. Fuck.
“Pot brownies?” I hiss. “You made her pot brownies?”
Jason lifts his hand in a half shrug. “She’s been having trouble keeping food down, so—it’s medicinal! It’s fine!”
“No, it’s not fine! You need to…put a sign on them! You can’t just have pot brownies lying around!”
Jason chuckles. “Holy shit, dude. You’re going to be fun.”
I groan and put my head in my hands. “I’m fucked. I’m so fucked. I’m going to be sick.”
I feel Jason’s hand on my shoulder. “Hey. Maybe this is God’s way of telling you to chill out, go with the flow—”
“I don’t want to flow!” I snap at him. “You poisoned me!”
“It’s not a big deal. You used to get high all the time when we were kids.”
“When we were kids!” I grab him by the collar of the shirt and bring him in close—I’m bull-seeing-red mad right now. “This might come as a surprise to you, but it’s not my idea of a good time to be stoned in front of my boyfriend’s dad!”
Those blue eyes widen, and a small smile climbs his lips. “Am I your boyfriend?”
“That’s what you got out of that?” I hiss.
“Is everything okay…?”
We stop and turn to see Kenzi standing in the middle of the room.
She’s wearing a white shirred dress with a frill trim. Lace flowers pattern the skirt, which stops above her knees. The neckline draws a V to her breasts and ties off into a sweet little bow.
She’s breathtakingly beautiful, and for a second, my chest tightens and my heart beats faster and my throat closes. And I don’t think it has anything to do with the edibles.
Probably.
Kenzi blinks at us, confused. “What’s going on?”
