The call picked up after the first ring.
"Maile! Do you have your bags yet?"
"No," she wanted to grumble at her cousin, but she didn't want to upset her, "I have a grumpy red-head shoving people around."
"Oh..."
Maile rolled her eyes. "You had to send Axl?"
She heard Kawehi sigh. "Sorry. I was going to go and get you, but my morning sickness is now all-day sickness. I asked Dom to go-"
"No." Maile shook her head. She knew Pallas, Kawehi's soon to be husband. He wouldn't want to leave her at home. Especially if she wasn't feeling well. "I'll do my best not to kill him."
Kawehi sighed. "Thanks... I think."
"Don't worry, Cuz! I got you. Well, your husband. I'm sure it would be obnoxious for your hubby to train someone up fast."
"Is that Maile?"
She smiled hearing Pallas' voice.
"Yeah. Maile is grumbling about your choice of driver."
Maile heard Pallas laugh and she smiled in reaction.
"Well, I hope you're hungry."
"Oh?" Maile grinned. "Me? I'm always hungry!"
"Good." Kawehi again. "I finally got hungry myself today, so Dom is finishing off a big pot of tripe stew."
Maile shook her head. "That's new."
Kawehi laughed. "I know. I've never liked it, but yesterday I thought I'd die if I didn't get some. So Uncle came over with a bowl from the bowling alley and then he brought over all the ingredients this morning and showed Dom how to make it."
"How domesticated!"
Kawehi laughed. "Yes, he's very domestic."
"Ugh..." Maile grumbled. "Rub it in."
"Hey."
She tensed and a moment later, a big, muscled arm leaned into her, almost knocking her off of her feet.
Or at least that's how she played it, stumbling to the side and rubbing her arm.
"Ow!"
Axl looked down at her with a half-glare. "Don't play."
She narrowed her eyes at him and moved her finger across the screen of her phone. "Did you hear that bro-in-law?"
Axl lifted a brow at her. "Bro? You mean cousin."
She heard a sigh through the speaker on the phone and smile. She couldn't tell if it was Kawehi or Pallas. It was telling that they were sounding alike. At least when they were exasperated.
They'd make really good parents.
