Cassie gasped and covered her mouth, failing to conceal her giggle. They were at the point where if they didn’t laugh, they’d all be crying.
“I’m so glad I didn’t take that call when it came in. Does that make me a bitch?”
“Yes.” Roxanne teased. “So to be fair, you get the next psycho bride.”
“Deal.”
“Thought you’d never get here.” Emory approached, giving her best “forgive me” puppy-dog eyes. “Still mad at me?”
“For standing me up? Yes.”
Emory rolled her eyes and cocked her head. “I was running late.”
Roxanne narrowed her gaze. “Fifteen minutes is running late. I waited over an hour. By myself.”
That wasn’t entirely true. She had company for a short while. Her cheeks heated, and she ground her teeth. Thinking of that night, having to watch Jonah on his date didn’t help matters. Or her forgiveness of her best friend. Her only saving grace was that there was zero chance she’d run into Jonah anytime soon.
Emory pouted. “I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you.”
“Oh yes, you will. And bring Ethan’s credit card because my forgiveness is going to costa lot.”
Emory and Cassie laughed. Roxanne was only half joking. She and Emory had been best friends since they were kids. They’d survived countless disagreements, fights and all-out brawls. A simple apology was always sufficient. But it didn’t mean she was opposed to a free meal and drinks.
Roxanne spent the next five minutes greeting Sadie and loving on the newest member of the family, T and Cassie’s daughter, Darla.
“I’m going to have everyone over at my place next weekend for a girls’ night. Are you available?” Sadie asked.
Before she could answer, Emory chimed in. “She’s always available.”
Roxanne shoved her away when Emory attempted to hug her. “Shut up or I’ll tell my brother you’re being mean to me.” She smiled down at Sadie. “I’m available.”
“Great.” Sadie sat up on the couch and turned slightly. “I want you all to sleepover. Kind of like old school. T, Stone and Bogs are out of town on a job, so it’ll be perfect.”
Bogs.Where is that asshole brother of mine?She may have gotten side-tracked, but she hadn’t forgotten his obvious setup sending her to Jonah’s house unknowingly.
“Is Bogs around?”
Cassie hooked her thumb over her shoulder. “Yeah, in the kitchen with the guys.”
Roxanne glanced around the room. “Where’s Kenzie?”
She shrugged. “Not sure. Bogs said something about a table. But she’ll come later.”
Hmmm … what table?Kenzie hadn’t mentioned furniture shopping. In the last year, they’d become particularly close. She had a tight relationship with all her brothers’ women, but she felt a special connection with Kenzie.
She directed her attention to the laughter coming from the kitchen, and her brows dipped, forming two deep lines. Shemarched into the kitchen to find Stone and T leaning against the counter laughing and Bogs across from them at the center island.
She cleared her throat, gaining their attention, but kept her scowl pinned on Bogs.
“Hey, Rox. You’re late.” T’s gruff tone did nothing to distract her. She ignored him and Stone too when he asked where she’d been. She was on a mission, and the enemy was standing five feet away.
Bogs lifted his chin. “How’s it going?”
She stalked up to the island, pressed her palms on the granite and tightened her shoulders, glaring at him. She’d hoped he’d have a little decency and show at least some remorse. The corners of his mouth curled into a proud grin. Her blood raced through her veins.
“You knew.”
Bogs clamped his lips in a line, obviously fighting his amusement. If he laughed at this very second, she might jump across the counter and punch him.
