Violet insistedwe get our families together for dinner.
Not gonna lie—I’m nervous.
This is Callie’s first time meeting Sebastian and Ivy. Violet swears her sister agreed to be on her best behavior.
I remain skeptical.
The doorbell rings and I hurry out of the kitchen, opening it without looking.
It’s Callie.
She’s early.
I open the door and she breezes past me like she owns the place, dropping her bag on the chair and immediately scooping Luna off the floor.
“There’s my girl,” she coos, already cuddling her.
Luna purrs like she’s been waiting all day for this moment.
“Hi,” I say.
Callie glances at me.
“Hey, Poison Ivy,” she says with a laugh.
I glower at her. “Don’t call me that.”
She shrugs. “Much better than itchy balls.”
I stare at her.
This is my life now.
Violet comes out of the kitchen. “Stop teasing him.” She pulls Callie into her arms and hugs her, mouthing an“I’m sorry”to me over Callie’s shoulder.
I shrug, then head back into the kitchen.
It’s my fault for telling that story in front of Violet’s sister.
But it was necessary.
Now I’ll just have to deal with Callie’s teasing.
Probably for a lifetime.
Violet comes over to me, a warm smile on her face. “Stop fretting.”
“I’m not.”
She stares at me.
“Fine,” I huff. “I’m fretting.”
She squeezes my ass before heading to the kitchen. I follow her.
She stops at the counter and begins chopping potatoes.
“You need help?” I ask.