Page 229 of A Lick and A Promise
Aww.
“I love this,” I declared.
No hesitation before, “Me too.”
Oh yes.
Things were progressing nicely.
“Too soon to bring him to Mom and Dad’s?” I asked.
It took her a sec to get back to me on that, and I knew she was getting out of Byron’s earshot when she answered, “I don’t want to freak him.”
This was a turnabout.
“So you’re not fighting it anymore,” I noted.
“I don’t know. It’s…nice to have him around. And it…it…” She put up a struggle, then nailed it down. “It feels good every time I put a mug by him, and he smiles at me like I’m his surgeon and I just told him he’s cured.”
“I’m loving this!” I cried.
“Don’t get excited,” she warned. “Anything can happen.”
I knew what was happening.
My big sis was falling in love.
“Okay, I’ll be cool,” I assured. “Do you have enough coffee and chai?”
“After we finished with dinner and my orders, we ran out to the store to get stocked up.”
“Awesome. I’ll leave you to it. Later.”
“Luna?”
“Yeah?”
“You were right. He doesn’t like vegan cheese.”
I didn’t say I told you so.
“So we got some regular cheese and, uh…other stuff when we were at the store.”
Dream was learning to compromise.
I was loving this.
I didn’t harp on it.
I just said, “That’s great.”
“Yeah,” she mumbled, then, “You gotta work, and the parents will be bringing their kids soon.”
“Right. So, talk to you later.”
“Later.”
We disconnected and I told a waiting Raye, “He’s been working on the Cynthia Chambers thing all night. Dream has been keeping him in dirty chais.”
