success.
“Guess what?” I said.
“What?”
“We won.”
“The more time you spend with your aunt, the less I understand anything you say.”
“Hey, that's not nice.”
He shrugged. “You two are kind of nuts together.”
I raised a brow and pierced him with a glare.
It was a really good thing that we'd gotten up so ridiculously early because the doorbell rang about twenty minutes later.
Grandma could see who it was on the tablet, but she didn't give us a hint. “Why don't you answer the door, Amanda?”
Did that mean it was one of the guys? I wasn't so sure I liked being used as boy bait.
Chapter Seven
I pulled open the door to find three of the girls from last night instead of the boys. I realized from the look of disappointment on their faces that they were here to see Will. And I was pretty sure they were posing to look their best.
“Oh, hi,” one said.
The other two covered their desire to see Will instead of me with perkier greetings.
“Hey guys,” I said, forcing a smile. “Come on in and meet my, er, mother and grandmother.” If only I could remember their names to introduce them.
“Oh, we know Brenda already.”
“She's hilarious,” another said.
Good. Maybe Grandma could remember their names. Then I wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
I stepped back so they could come in. They immediately spotted Will and gushed all over him.
“Will!”
“Hey, Will!”
And one of them mumbled, “The boy looks good in jeans.”
With a heavy sigh, I closed the door. I guess I couldn't kick them out on their tushes. Although, imagining the three girls tripping over each other as we propelled them out of the house with a firm shove... Maybe the image brought a smile to my face.
Christie met my eyes when I looked up. She raised a brow as if she could read my mind. It wasn't like I wanted them to get hurt. Maybe a skinned elbow and a few broken nails. A few scuffs on those boots I couldn't even identify but was sure cost a fortune.
“We just came by to see what you guys were up to today.”
“This is our mother,” Will said, motioning to Christie. “And our grandmother.”
“Nice to meet you girls,” Christie said.
“Well if it isn't April, Genesis, and Daphne,” Grandma said. “Haven't seen you guys in a couple of days. What a surprise.”
“We met Will and um, Amanda, last night.”
“We wanted to see if they could hang out.”
“Yeah, can you hang out?” April asked, her eyes glued to Will as she twisted a strand of her blond hair around her finger.
“What are you guys up to today?” Christie asked.
“We don't really know yet. I guess we'll hang out at Leah's place like always.”
“Oh, we could go shopping!”
“Do you like to shop, Will?”
Will didn't answer for a moment. He glanced at me for help.
I didn't know if that would help us get the information we needed or not. I shrugged.
“I'm not that into shopping,” he told them.
“Yeah,” one said. “Me either.”
Her friends actually snorted.
“Do you like to eat?” April glanced around as if afraid of censure from her friends. “We know some great places. Or we could maybe show you guys around the city, since you're new.”
“Sure,” Will said. “Let's grab some food and go from there.”
“Is Leah going?” I asked. I didn't have the guts to ask about the guys in front of Grandma, Christie, and Will. If we were going to get information, we probably should split up, but I didn't want to be stuck with strange guys.
Daphne shrugged. “She was still drying her hair. We'll have to go see.”
“Yeah, but then we'll be stuck with Sidney.”
Did I meet her. Him? “Who's Sidney?”
“Leah's little sister.” Daphne shook her head at April. “She's really not so bad.”
“She's a tattletale...” April glanced over at Christie and Grandma. “Not that we're doing anything at all that's wrong...”
“Let's go check on Leah and Logan,” Will suggested.
“Grab your jackets,”
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