“You girls can come when you’re older,” Ivy promised.
“Don’t playoffs begin in the NRR soon?”
“In about two weeks,” Drew answered. “Perks of not being in NASCAR. Those suckers don’t get any break between end of season and start of playoffs like we do.”
“Fall is coming at us fast and furious like always,” Rim concluded.
“Yeah, but this time I’ll be home for all of it,” Romeo said.
“But before summer is officially over, we have one more thing to celebrate,” I said, glancing down the table at Travis.
“Trav’s birthday party is gonna be lit,” Asher announced.
Everyone laughed.
“No one says lit anymore,” Nova told him.
“Have you been on that clock app again?” Rimmel asked. We were all very strict about social media in this house. We had to be. The paparazzi had never been kind.
“Yeah, on Nova’s phone,” Asher said, making a face at Nova.
“What are you doing with that app?” Ivy wanted to know.
“Everyone has it, Mom!” Nova defended herself. Then to Asher, she added, “As if I’d tell you the passcode to my phone.”
“Don’t need it when you have face ID. I’m surprised it even recognized you with the way you were drooling.” Asher leaned back in his seat and feigned sleep with his mouth hanging open and started to snore.
“I do not look like that!” she demanded.
“You totally do.” Jax snickered.
Jax, Blue, and Asher laughed.
Nova pushed back from the table and stood. “I’m going to my room.”
“We aren’t done with breakfast,” Ivy said.
“I am,” Nova said.
“You can go to your room when we’re done,” Braeden said, no give in his voice. “Sit.”
With a huff, Nova sat back down.
“Boys, apologize to your sister,” Romeo said.
“She’s not my sister,” Asher argued.
“What did you just say?” Romeo’s voice was even and quiet.
All the kids straightened.
Asher spoke up first. “Sorry for making fun of your sleep face, Nova.”
Drew glanced at me, and I bit back a laugh.
“Sorry for agreeing with him,” Jax said.
“Same.” Blue agreed.
