After Mac retired to the bedroom where he now snored softly on her bed, Afton went to put away the leftovers in the refrigerator. As she did so, her smartphone buzzed, announcing a call from her brother.
"What is it Dev?" she answered.
"I want to wish you a Happy New Year," he announced. "You're missing one hell of a party over here."
Afton glanced at the clock-almost two in the morning. "Mac and I wanted to stay in this evening. How much have you had to drink tonight?"
"Hardly anything. No, I've been busy. In fact, I need to ask you a question."
"All right, but make it quick. I'm tired and want to go to bed."
"So early? Wow, sis, romance has made an old lady out of you. Of course, you have an old man now to keep you company."
Afton sighed, loud enough for Dev to hear. "Nev
