“Yes,” I said, deadly serious. “But they’ll wait until you’ve eaten half. That’s when they strike. Classic parental ambush tactics.”
She laughed and clapped her hands together. “Sounds fair. I mean, after yesterday’s dinner, it’s only right.”
Amber’s brows lifted with interest, eyes narrowing slightly in that older sister who knows you’re hiding something way. “Dinner?”
Rett sighed, already sinking lower into the cushions. “We were… formally introduced to her parents yesterday. Had dinner with them.”
Amber leaned forward, eyes glittering. “Aaaand?”
“And we’ll tell you later,” Rett muttered. “Eventually.”
Amber huffed in pure drama-queen fashion and leaned back. “You two are the worst. If I have to pry this story out of your cold dead minds, I will.”
Pauline just smirked and leaned h
