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Josie
I took an enormous bite of my double cheeseburger with extra-crispy bacon. Dean sat back in the booth across from me and gave me a wide, amused grin. “It’s a good thing you’re working in the pool again, or you’d be the size of a small whale.”
Even though I knew he was teasing, I gave him a light kick under the table. “I like to eat. It’s not a crime. Besides, I’m eating for two now.”
I said the last sentence around a crinkle-cut French fry, which made Dean chuckle. He lifted his pointer finger, likely getting ready to point out that the second individual I was eating for was a fraction of my size, but his response was interrupted by Aunt Mimi’s loud yelling.
It was Mimi’s diner, so she could behave however she chose, but her screeching at the cowering young man was drawing th
