“Sure, go ahead.” She was Nash and Sophia’s eldest.
“How did you know that Simon was the one?”
Tabitha laughed. “You’re joking, right? You saw Simon and us together. It wasn’t one of those split-second decisions. He’s been mine since we were kids.”
“Yeah, I know, but, er, did you ever have any doubts? You know, when he disappeared?”
“None,” Tabitha said.
“Right, of course, right.”
Tabitha turned toward Rachel and frowned. “Why?”
“No reason.”
She was about to ask more questions when Adam came into the kitchen carrying a large sack of potatoes.
“Sorry to do this to you ladies,” he said, placing them on the floor. “I don’t think you have to peel the whole bag, and this is just for dinner tonight. A full house, or so I’m told.”
Rachel had gone silent and immediately looked away, which had Tabitha suspicious.
No, there was no way.
Adam smiled, tapped them both on the shoulders, and left.
“You have a crush on Adam?” Tabitha asked.
“It’s nothing.”
“Rachel, you do know he’s older than you.”
“Shut up. It’s fine. It is nothing. Absolutely nothing. It’s not like he ever sees me. I need to use the bathroom.” Rachel dropped the potato she’d been peeling and wiped her hand on the towel.
What was going on with The Skulls? Tabitha felt so far out of the loop.
****
Later that night, after Angel had helped to settle everyone who had arrived, she stood in her bathroom doorway, looking at Lash. “Come on, say it,” she said.
“I’m not going to say anything.”
“You hate this.”
Lash held up his hands and shook his head. “I don’t hate anything. Everyone is here. It’s going to be a lot of fun.”
Angel finished with the moisturizing cream for her hands and walked to the bed, sliding in beside Lash. “You’re sure?”
“Don’t get me wrong, having them here is crazy and it’s a risk, but it’s what you wanted.”
“Why is it a risk?”
“That many guys. Do you know how many fights I’m going to have to break up?”
“First of all. Not everyone is here, and second, they’re grown men.”
“Which is going to make it worse.”
She sighed. “You love it. I can tell.”