“Yep, I think so,” I say.
Willa nods and lifts her travel cup of coffee. “Same time next week.”
I roll my eyes. “It’s not like we have to fight that regularly.”
“Are you sure?” Willa winks. “Because it feels like we do.”
She’s right.
“And that’s exactly why I think it’s better for usnotto live with each other.”
Willa sighs. “I know.I know.But it also sounded fun. Like a never-ending sleepover.”
I turn around and pull out the coffee beans I bought from Grind On and dump some into the quiet coffee grinder. You judge a coffee grinder’s cost by the noise volume. The louder, the more expensive.
“You all good, then?” Kingston asks.
“Yep, all sorted out,” Willa replies.
I risk a glance at Miles, who’s still leaning against the counter with his arms folded across his chest. He’s looking fairly amused, I think. Maybe that’s regret on his face because there’s already been drama involving his roommate.
“Mind making enough for me too?” Miles asks.
I smile up at him. “I’ll make a full pot.”
“So, did Miles tell you the news?” Kingston asks.
Now it’s my turn to stare at Miles like he’s a new species of frog. “What news?” I ask slowly as I finish setting up the coffeepot.
Kingston continues, “He’s taking a more active role in the company. Going to be there regularly now.”
“For now, you mean,” Miles butts in. He’s got a twinkle in his eye as he says it. “You know you can’t keep me away from Around the Bend forever.”
“I’m trying to. I need you here.”
“No, you need a better work-life balance,” Miles shoots back.
Kingston shrugs. “What’s the fun in that?”
“A lot actually,” Miles and I reply at the same exact time.
We face each other with raised eyebrows for a few seconds before we laugh. I lift my hand to give him a high five. He doesn’t leave me hanging, thankfully.
“What’s the point of working all the time if you can’t have any fun?” I ask.
Kingston and Willa look at us as though we’d suggested that pigs would make excellent ballerinas.
“Miles, I’m afraid to say that my sister is a lost cause in the fun department.”
Miles nods and hums a serious note. “Yeah, Kingston is just as bad. Even in college, I could hardly drag him away for something fun.”
“I’m not sure I like the two of you living together,” Willa pipes up. “I think you’re too much alike, and you’re going to be a bad influence on each other.”
“I agree. We’ll probably have a heck of a time getting them to come in to work?—”
“Late at night,” I interject.
Kingston grins at me. “And they’ll be having horrible ideas about doing fun things on the weekend?—”
