“You’re telling me that you’d choose to date a woman that your family hated?”
“Yup,” I say without hesitation. “I mean, if she was like a secret serial killer or something horrible like that and my family found out and told me I needed to end things, of course I’d break up with her.”
Kendall laughs.
“But if I love her and she’s a good person, then I don’t care what anyone says. I’d choose her, no question.”
Kendall looks at me for a long moment. “That’s honestly really sweet, Liam.”
“Thankfully my brother and parents aren’t like that. Even though they haven’t been crazy about some of the women I’ve dated, they’d never tell me who I should or shouldn’t be with.”
Kendall looks intrigued. “What do you mean? What kind of dates are you bringing home to meet your family?”
I shove an onion ring in my mouth to buy myself a few extra seconds before I tell Kendall about my embarrassing dating history.
“I’m pretty sure one woman ran a pyramid scheme and was trying to rope my mom into it.”
Kendall’s eyes go wide. “Um, what?”
“It had something to do with selling makeup. Or tea. Or yoga pants. I can’t remember.”
“Wow, yeah. That sounds…wild.”
“And then there was the woman who was an Instagram model who I’m pretty sure was using it as a front to launder money.”
Kendall’s jaw drops. “You’re kidding.”
“Unfortunately not.”
She laughs like she can’t believe it.
“I know. I’m an idiot.”
She flashes a kind smile and pats my arm.
“Thankfully those relationships didn’t last longer than a few months. I just don’t have the best luck.”
“I don’t remember Aidan mentioning any of that about you,” Kendall says.
“That’s because he’s a good guy. Even if he didn’t like who I was dating, he didn’t interfere. He lets me make my mistakes, then calls me a dumbass later on when I figure it out for myself.”
Kendall smiles. “Like any good big brother would.”
I lock eyes with her. “If I brought home a girl like you, they’d lose their minds.”
“Why? Because I’m not a criminal,” she jokes.
I shake my head. “Because you’re lightyears out of my league. They’d be so excited, they wouldn’t know what to do with themselves.”
A soft smile tugs at her lips, and a pretty blush paints her full cheeks. “Sure.”
“I mean it.”
She tilts her head and flashes that “are you kidding me?” expression. “You’re a professional athlete, Liam. You make tons of money and you’re famous. I’m a normal person with a normal job. We’re not even in the same world.”
“Kendall, you’re way, way off. First of all, you’re smart. Like, one of the smartest people I know. You have a job that everyone respects. You take care of your aunt. You’re an angel. And you’re hot.”
She blinks at me, like she can’t believe what I’ve said.
