I pulled out my phone and loaded my iTunes.
“Yep, I just downloaded it the other day. I can’t believe you haven’t heard it.”
“Sorry, I’ve been…” She looked up at Emmett with this look in her eye—gross!
Whatever she was about to say, I felt the vomit in my mouth.
He leaned in and hovered over her mouth before saying, “She’s been preoccupied.”
He then slammed his mouth on hers, and yep, I definitely tasted the vomit in my mouth. They were so overly cute; I couldn’t stand it. I don’t know, maybe I was just jealous of what they had. Yeah, I’d dated, sure, but I’d never had that “this is forever love” like they did.
“So anyway, about that song.” I interrupted the make-out session happening before us.
I pressed Play and let the sound of Bruno Mars’s “Count on Me” take over the front porch.
By the time the second verse began, Dani had jumped up from where she sat and yanked me to my feet. She danced with me jokingly just like we used to as kids when we watched our parents dance together.
Emmett stood, and I assumed that Dani would turn to dance with him, but she did the opposite.
She pressed her hand to his chest. “Uh-uh, you sit back down; I’m dancing with my bestie.”
She turned back to me, and we continued to spin around the front porch. By the end of the song, we were both singing the lyrics, and Dani dipped me back for our grand finale. We both laughed uncontrollably.
“You two are ridiculous. I hope you know that.” Zach laughed from where he joined Emmett on the front swing.
With one arm still wrapped around each other and the other on our hips, Dani and I looked at each other with big smiles.
“Silly brother, don’t you know that it’s always going to be me and Haylee against the world?” She turned and placed her forehead against mine. “No matter what. It’s always going to be me and you. You’re my best friend.”
By the end of the weekend when the boys had to head back to Pennsylvania, we were all singing the lyrics to “Count on Me.” What could I say? It was a pretty catchy song, and I loved that it felt like it was written for me and Dani. Our friendship could face anything that was thrown our way.
I stood by Zach’s Jeep and wrapped my arms around my brother as he kissed the top of my head.
“You coming with Dani next time she visits?”
“And be forced to hear you love fools getting it on or hang with that assclown?”
Zach heard me, which I meant for him to, and waved to me with his middle finger. I blew him a kiss in return.
I turned my focus back to my brother. “No, seriously, though. I’ll see you in a few weeks when you get back. Big number five…” I said in reference to his and Dani’s fifth anniversary next month. “…coming up.”
He smiled, one that that the mere mention of his girlfriend put on his face, teeth showing, eyes shining. Ugh, and Zach had the nerve to call us ridiculous? Maybe he should have looked at those two instead.
“Yup, got it all planned out.”
“Care to share with your favorite sister?”
His laughter vibrated his entire body, and he shook his head.
“Nope. Nice try though. You and Dani are thick as thieves; there are no secrets with you two. I seriously think Bruno Mars wrote that song for you guys.”
He looked up and saw Dani walking toward us.
“Hey, sis, do me a favor and keep an eye on her for me, will ya?”
“I always do. I’ve got her for you. I promise.”
With one last hug, I walked back toward the house and yelled over my shoulder, “Love you, big bro.”