That was exactly it. I couldn’t be happy for my sister and her husband. I’d tried ever since the day they got together. And I definitely couldn’t be happy about the fact that they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. Or the fact that I was now three babies behind my sister, who was two years younger than me.
I loved their babies. I really did. And I would love this one too. I just needed time to wrap my head around the news.
Gabby smiled. “Oh, he fell asleep, but we can FaceTime tomorrow if you want.”
“Tell her the other thing,” Mom sang in the background.
There was more?
I let out an exhale and asked, “What thing?” just to make them happy.
Gabby clapped her hands together and yelled, “We’re going to find you a husband!”
My head turned and I looked at them through only my left eye. “What now?”
“Yes. Me and Ari.” My baby sister. “We’ve been brainstorming all week. It’s time we take matters into our own hands, don’t you think? No more waiting for Mr. Right to show up. We’re going to hunt. Him. Down.”
Another one of my half-crazed cackles tried to blurt out of my throat. I clamped it down.
“Like a pair of Army snipers,” Rowan said and then had the gall to wink at me. “Look out, Tink. They’ve been scouring social media for every eligible guy within fifty miles of Seddledowne.”
My jawdropped. “Did you sign me up for a dating website?”
“Yes, girl!” She squealed. “Get ready for all the swipes right!”
“No. Absolutely not.”
“Oh, honey, it’s already done.” She leaned over looking at something. “Oh, look at that. You already have one interested customer. A—” She squinted. Gabby had needed reading glasses since middle school but refused. Said they’d leave imprints on her nose and she couldn’t have that. “What does that say, babe?”
“Knox Freeman.” Rowan read for her.
“Knox Freeman.” She grinned. “I think he’s good-looking too. I can’t tell right now.”
“It says he’s a firefighter,” Rowan added.
Gabby’s eyes grew quarter-sized. “Oh, a firefighter.” She wiggled her brows. “He can put out all your fires.”
“Gabby,” I said sharply and then took a cleansing breath. “There are so many things wrong with this. The first being that you made an account without me?—”
“Oh, Chris, don’t worry. Ari and I did you right. Look.” She held up Rowan’s phone. For my profile picture, they used a photo from our Maui trip. In which I was wearing a tiny, red bikini.
I gasped, horrified. “What kind of guys do you think that’ll attract?”
She shrugged. “The kind that like a pretty blonde with a hot body.”
Rowan snickered off-camera.
“No. Take it down now. And not just the picture. The entire profile. I mean it, Gabbs.”
“No way.” She laughed nonchalantly. “No more messing around. It’s time for you to settle down in Seddledowne.” Gabby laughed at her pun.
Mom stuck her face in between them. “As long as he’s willing to live in Laramie after the wedding,”
My eyes burned and my throat was thick. “Then give me the password and I’ll take it down myself.”
Gabby waved for Mom to go. “You’ll thank us later, Chris. When you’re on the front porch, wrapped up in your hubby’s arms with a baby on your lap. I promise. And the dating profile isn’t all. Ari already made you your own Facebook group too. It goes live tonight, complete with photos. We’ve got a link to sign up for interview slots and everything. Get ready to vet all thehotties,” she sang.
My jaw dropped in horror. This had to be a joke. Someone was going to pop out from behind one of these pieces of equipment any second now, cameras rolling. “Over my dead?—”
