‘A relationship doesn’t need to make sense to work. We have stuff in common.’Don’t we?
‘You could have done better,’ he adds.
‘She’s yoursister.’ Maybe I’d overestimated the importance of siblings.
‘I know, and I love her. And I want her to be happy.’He frowns. ‘Not with Eddie, fuck no. But there’s something off with the two of you.’
‘What?’ The perceptive little fuck.
He shrugs and takes a lengthy sip of his drink.
‘I don’t know. Not something I can put my finger on. Yet. Is she paying you?’
‘No, Maggie’s not paying me to date her.’
He taps his inked fingers on the side of his glass. ‘Shame, you being an escort would explain a lot. Maggie’s just never gone for your type, all athletic and stuff. She’s just weird in her own way, you know.’
‘Yeah, she is.’ There is no denying that Maggie takes her own path. It’s one of the things I’ve grown to like about her in the past few days.
Fraser nods like I’m finally understanding him. ‘Exactly.’
‘That’s not a criticism,’ I add.
‘So what, you like ‘em weird?’
‘Apparently.’
He takes a sip, watching me over the rim of his glass. ‘So you’re going to take on all of this for her.’ Well, no. It’s not my plan, obviously. But I can’t tell him that.
‘She’s funny. And pretty. And I can’t stay away from her. It’s like she’s this magnetic force that sucks me in.’
‘She’s a bit of a loner,’ he counters.
‘I don’t mind.’
‘She overthinkseverything.’
‘Don’t we all?’
‘She panics and makes rash decisions. You probably haven’t seen that side of her yet.’
Wanna bet?
I shrug. ‘Why do you care? You don’t want her to marry Eddie, right? That’s your dad’s plan for her.’
That gives him pause.
‘So why not me?’
Fraser grimaces. ‘She cries at cartoons.’
‘Oh no, she’s emotionally available.’
He makes a gagging noise. ‘She’s anerd.’
‘There’s nothing wrong with being a nerd.’
He looks at me like I’ve just admitted to tax fraud.
