Jeez! These two, even in front of their children. I cough, and Lizzy giggles. I c**k my brow on Lizzy.
“You’ve never been in love if you find that gross, Bash.” Lizzy grabs my arm, squeezing it.
I roll my eyes. “Whatever.”
“So, how did the meeting go?” Mom asks after we settle on the couch.
I sit beside Lizzy. She leans her head on my shoulder.
“She’ll be back.” I shrug.
Mom and Dad give me a look that they’re waiting for more.
“What?” My brows raise quizzically.
“That’s it?” Dad asks.
“Yeah,” I reply, and my parents are exchanging looks.
“We want details, Bash,” Lizzy demands, elbowing my side.
I roll my eyes. “What details? She agreed to work with us. That’s it. There was a guy when I went there, I thought—” I stop talking when somehow I get their attention.
I raise my brows.
