“Well, we can’t all be Olympic champions. That takes some serious discipline and commitment.”
Amity shrugs it off like it was nothing. But holy fuck, the Olympics.
“You guys are killing me. I considered it a win if my socks matched.”
Legs grins. “So that was Theo, huh? I’d have thought you made him up to avoid spending time with me.”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because you told me you don’t love me anymore.”
“I didn’t say that at all.”
“You wouldn’t let me have the last muffin. It’s the same thing.”
“You had seven already.”
“No, I didn’t. I had three. The baby had the rest. You can’t hold me accountable for the kid’s actions.”
I lean my head down and bang it on the table.
“Whoa,Mrs.I’ve just had brain surgery, maybe don’t bang your brain around. I think it’s been through enough,” Nevaeh points out. I comply because she’s right.
“So Theo isn’t your son?” Millie asks curiously.
“It’s not my story to tell, but I’m sure he could use a friend his age right about now.”
She smiles a sweet smile that gives me a toothache. She’s fucking adorable. She’s all black clouds of emo on the outside but candy and rainbows inside. I have a feeling Theo is going to be helpless to her charms. And I have to hope Kruger can take Hannibal in a fight.
“Well, since I heard you were coming, I went ahead and organized a little something to lighten the atmosphere.”
I frown at Neveah. “I’ve only known I was coming for like an hour. What could you possibly have organized?”
She puts her fingers between her teeth and whistles. I look behind me and see the guys moving the pool table out of the way and setting up what looks to be?—
“Is that a karaoke machine?”
“Maybe.”
“You just happened to have one of these lying around?”
“Please, Pip has been training for this moment her whole life. She had her first karaoke machine when she was nine orten. Then went on to horrify her preacher dad by singing ‘Like a Virgin’ at the top of her lungs.”
Both Millie and I start laughing as Neveah covers her eyes and groans. “Not my finest moment.”
“What about the time I was working on theDeath in the Detailsmovie and you came to visit for the weekend? You told your dad you were babysitting, and then you forced me to go to a dive bar and sing karaoke with you? She sang ‘Baby Got Back,’ not realizing that it was also wet T-shirt competition night.”
“Oh god,” Legs laughs, grabbing her belly.
“Well, at least I won.”
“You won a neon pink dildo, which you used as a weapon in the parking lot when that girl accused you of looking at her man.”
“First of all, your memory is shockingly accurate. We should get you tested or something. Second, I was looking at him because he had no teeth, and I couldn’t stop looking at his gums, wondering if it made a difference when?—”
She snaps her mouth shut when she looks at Millie, who bites her lip to hold back her laughter.
“So, Karaoke. What does everyone want to sing?”
