“Having fun?” I asked, pulling up a chair beside her.
A wide grin split her lips. She looked better than I’d seen her in weeks. “Can’t complain.”
“And the baby?”
“Doing fine, but Momma’s on bed rest, which sucks big time.”
“So, you roped your brothers in and you’re having fun ordering them around.”
“Well, someone has to put them in their place,” she said just before her gaze snapped to her other brother, who was taking a drink. “Jeffrey Michael! Beer is for paying customers. Did you pay for that?”
Slowly lowering the glass, he sighed heavily. “No.”
“Put the money in the register. Now.”
Shoving his hand in his pocket, he pulled out some cash and shoved it in the register, slamming it shut. “Happy?”
I winced at his choice of words. No man should ever say that to a woman.
“No,” she smirked. “Make sure you add a tip to the tip jar.”
“But I poured it myself! You’re making me tip someone else for me doing the work!”
“Well, I guess you should have thought about that before you tried to take my beer.”
I snickered under my breath, but quickly schooled my features when her gaze whipped in my direction.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Not a damn thing. Just came in to get a few things done before my shift.”
“Well, you can get to it. Those glasses won’t clear themselves.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I laughed, shoving in my chair before going around to collect the glasses left over from the previous night. Whoever had worked hadn’t bothered to clear anything, leaving a mess for the morning crew.
Liam made his way over, careful not to look like he was chatting on the job. Lizzy would bust his balls for it.
“Why weren’t you here earlier? You could have saved us all a lot of work.”
“Sorry. Didn’t know she was released yet. Is everything really okay?”
Liam’s gaze landed on Lizzy for a moment before he turned back to me. “Yeah, she’s fine for now, but she’s on bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy.”
“That’s gonna be rough on her.”
“And all of us,” he grumbled.
“How are the folks?”
Sighing, he grabbed a few glasses and loaded them into the carton. “Pissed that she won’t tell us anything about the guy. Even more pissed that she hid the pregnancy for so long.”
My eyes slid to Lizzy lounging in the chair. She looked happy, her face bright and cheerful. It reminded me of the night I met her.
“She had her reasons.”
“And you’re still not saying anything? Even after all this?”
“If she wanted you to know, she would say something. It’s not my place to say a damn thing.”
