Gavin: Why?
Me: Pick me up in 20.
Gavin: Why?
Me: You’re taking me for brunch.
“Who are you having lunch with?” Maggie asks.
I smile. “Gavin.”
Chase flinches, but he doesn’t say a word.Fucker.
Maggie laughs. “Tell that boy to come by the house today, all right? Kate sent a few things home with me for him.”
“Sure.”
Gavin: I am?
Me: You are.
Gavin: Does Chase know this?
Me: He does now.
Gavin: Are you trying to get me killed?
Me: I’ll protect you.
Gavin: You’re paying.
Me: Fine.
Gavin: Give me ten.
Me: Hustle.
Gavin: You’re bossy for someone desperate for a brunch date.
Me: I’m really not in the mood for your mouth.
Gavin: Take it or leave it.
Me: Take it. Hurry.
I put my phone in my pocket again.
“Well, we’ll see you guys later,” Maggie says, tapping Kennedy’s back to head to the door. “Have fun today.” She practically skips to the door. “I love all of my kids doing things with each other. It just blesses this mama’s heart.”
I laugh and turn back to my coffee. Chase’s gaze stops me.
“Yes?” I ask, taking the creamer out of the fridge.
“I didn’t know you were going out with Gavin today.”
“Well, you haven’t talked to me, so how would you know?”
He glares at me. “Are you fucking with me?”
