SHE got dinner ready and set the table just in time for Jamie to come down.
He barely managed to throw her a before the twins came running down. They really didn’t let the Avery and Jamie spend any time together.
“Smells good,” Jace said, taking a long, exaggerated sniff. “You’ll have to wait to eat, I suppose,” he added smugly.
The comment barely hit her. Avery had been taunted too much about having to wait for them to finish so she could eat for it to bother her. She only turned, rolled her eyes where they couldn’t see and got to serving them.
“Avery.”
Avery’s shoulders tensed at Aunt Stacy’s voice. She turned around slowly, pasting on a smile. “Good evening, Aunt Stacy.”
“Dinner is ready, I hope,” Stacy said, breezing past her entirely to sit down. There had been a brief phase Ave
