Page 31 of The Path To Us

His voice is scratchy and eyebrows furrowed when he responds, “I never realized.”

“Well, now you know that if you buy it, plan on me stopping over plenty to sit on that front porch,” I say, smiling and hoping to lighten the mood a bit.

“That’s a burden I might be willing to take.” He smirks and I roll my eyes.

I open my car door and he steps back. “All right. I’ll meet you at my house. I’ll call a pizza order in along the way.”

“Meat,” he says simply as he points at me and I laugh.

“Like I don’t know what you like on your pizza.”

“Hey, you’re always trying to sneak veggies into Zoey’s food and I have no doubt you’d do the same to me.”

“You said so yourself, you’re a growing boy.”

He lifts his arm and does a goofy flex to show off his ridiculously huge bicep.

I scoff and climb into my car. “Let’s go, showoff.”

I hear him shout, “You love it!” right before I shut my door and dammit, he’s right. I do.

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