Joey nodded. “And Hilde said she’d put flyers at all the registers in the furniture store.”
Harry’s family did have an amazing network of people, especially because his daddy, along with all of his uncles, had married small business owners in Coral Canyon. Aunt Sterling could post about the pies on her massage studio’s social media, and Aunt Ev could also put flyers at the dance studio. Aunt Dani worked at a florist shop, and Harry was sure that Joey had asked every person possible to help her.
“I didn’t see that on the family text,” he said casually.
“That’s because I didn’t put it there,” Joey said. “I’ve just been texting the aunts to see what they could do to help—and Adam said he would talk to the band members to see if they could put it on Country Quad’s social media as well.”
Her voice gave nothing away about any relationship with Adam, though Harry knew they had been out on Saturday. He wished he didn’t feel like dying such a slow death by not knowing. Joey would not appreciate him asking, so he simply swallowed all his questions and looked over to Cole.
“You’re up, bud.”
“I think I just need prayers to make it through the last five months of school,” he said.
“Six,” Rosie corrected him. “There aresixmonths of school left.”
He looked at his sister, while Corinne chuckled. “I actually think there are seven, Cole,” she said.
He rolled his eyes and said, “I don’t get why it matters at all, but I promised my daddy I’d graduate. He said he’d fillet me alive and never allow me to go into the rodeo if I didn’t.”
Harry grinned and grinned, because that so sounded like Uncle Jem. He totally understood not wanting to go to college, as well as the senioritis, because Harry had had quite the bad case of it himself.
The doorbell rang, stealing their attention, and Harry let Boston, Rosie, and Cole go to get the food. He managed to get himself next to Joey and he leaned in even closer. “Really? You’re not going to give me a single thing about Adam?”
She looked at him and said, “I could invite him to movie night next time you have it.”
He grinned and grinned. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
Joey ducked her head and tucked her hair. “Yeah, we had a great date, and we’re going out again.”
Harry whooped and reached to toss up his cowboy hat, only realizing at the last moment that he had already put the movie titles in it and set it on the counter. Still, plenty ofattention came to him, and he bustled over to the counter and picked up his hat.
“Let’s pick a movie. Liesl, it’s your turn to draw.”
She moved over to the hat, reached inside, and fished around. She pulled out a slip of paper and opened it. “Twilight,” she said, and half the crowd groaned, and the other half cheered.
Harry didn’t much care what they watched that night, and he stood a pace away as everyone crowded around the burgers being set on the counter by Boston and Rosie. He loved cousin movie night, and he loved his cousins, and he quickly pulled out his phone to send a text to Adam to let him know that he was well loved too.
CHAPTER
SIXTEEN
Boston Simpson climbed the steps at the nondescript house and rang the doorbell. “I hope this is it,” he muttered to himself, because this place didn’t look at all like where he imagined someone as charismatic and powerful and capable as Adam Harmon to live.
“Come in,” a man yelled, and it sounded very much like Adam.
Boston didn’t see any other vehicles parked in the driveway, but he found the door unlocked and the heat welcome as he stepped inside. “It’s me—Boston,” he called, and he moved through the tiny foyer and hallway into the back of the house. Adam had piled boxes on the dining room table, and he stepped around from a tower of them, confusion ripe on his face.
“Boston, what are you doing here?”
“I came to help you move.” He tucked his hands in his leather jacket, also confused. “Where is everyone else?”
Adam wore a frown between his eyebrows as well, and he approached and shook Boston’s hand. “I don’t know what the others are waiting for.”
“Joey texted us all and asked us to come help you move,” Boston said.
Recognition and surprise marched across Adam’s face as he lifted his eyebrows. “So that’s who she got to help me move.”
Boston grinned at him. “Pretty sure Harry will be here, as well as Cole and Rosie and Eric. Corrine had a cello lesson, and Liesl is on the driving range today, so I don’t think they’ll be here.”
