Drew sighed, “Five minutes, Nora. We have to be there at a specific time.”
“Okay. Okay.”
I took off upstairs and ran to my closet, muttering to myself the whole time that he could have given me a little more warning. I kicked off the flip-flops and changed from my shorts into a pair of jeans. They were my smaller jeans that were getting snug. I’d have to move up to my bigger jeans if I didn’t stop stress snacking and pick a damn major.
“COME ON, NORA!” I heard Drew’s voice shout from downstairs.
“I’M COMING!” I yelled back and grabbed the first thing I saw, an Eli Manning jersey I’d pilfered from Dean’s room after he left. I grabbed socks and my tennis shoes and decided I’d put them on in the car.
I opened my door and hollered down the stairs, “Do I need my purse?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay. Almost done.” I grabbed my purse, shoes, socks, and a hair tie and headed back downstairs. “Okay, I’m ready.”
“Your shoes aren’t on,” he deadpanned.
“You’re driving. I’ll get ready the rest of the way in the car. It’s not like you gave me any heads up we were doing this.”
“I pretty much just found out myself.” He grinned. “Let’s go.”
I followed him out to his pickup truck and climbed in the passenger side. “If you raise this truck up anymore, I will not be able to get in the damn thing without a stepstool or a ladder,” I muttered, pulling myself into the ridiculously lifted truck.
“I’m done raising it. I promise.”
I buckled in and started pulling on my socks and shoes as Drew got onto the highway headed for Savannah. The sun burned my eyes, so I grabbed my sunglasses out of my purse and slid them on after pulling my hair into a high ponytail. The long dark strands tended to curl, so they typically looked decent when pulled up into a ponytail.
“Who are we going to pick up in Savannah?”
“It’s a surprise. You’ll see.”
“So, it’s someone I know?” I grinned.
“Yeah.”
“Is Liam coming home for a visit?”
“You aren’t much for surprises, are you?”
“You know me.” I shrugged, assuming we were going to pick Liam up from the airport since he didn’t deny it. “Still can’t believe he got into Columbia.”
“I can. He was first in our class, beating me out by just a two-tenths of a point.”
“I know. But going to New York. That’s got to be a culture shock compared to growing up here.”
“I’m sure it was, but he seems to enjoy the city life, even if it’s temporary.”
“So he is planning on coming back home after he graduates?”
Drew sent me a sidelong look. “Why are you so interested in Liam, Little Sister?”
I rolled my eyes. “Not even, Drew. I see Liam like I see you, as a brother.”
“And Dean too,” he added.
“Duh.” I rolled my eyes even as my stomach squeezed with tension. I thought of Liam like I did Drew, but it was a bold face lie of me saying I saw Dean in that way. Every thought I have ever had of Dean had been anything but sisterly.
I licked my lips and changed the subject, hoping like hell Drew didn’t pick up on my nerves since he brought up Dean. Honestly, if I could have feelings for Liam instead of my stepbrother, that would be a walk in the park to navigate. Having feelings for Dean was messy, complicated, and frustrating at best. Liam would have been a delightful change of pace, but it wasn’t there. The man was good looking, but then again, so was Drew. But to me, they were brother figures. The thought of kissing them made me cringe.
