Page 87 of Under One Roof

Ian taps his coffee against hers. “Amen.”

I fold my arms over my chest, tucking myself into the corner of the booth. “Anyway.”

That earns a laugh from them both.

“Anyway,” Ian tags on, “we love you, kid.”

Taryn pats my knee under the table. “Top three of my brothers, for sure.”

I refuse to give in to a smile. “Thanks.”

Then we move on to the topic of some woman who came into Ian’s shop to get the name of her ex covered up a few years ago, only to return last week, asking for the name back on after reuniting. Ian has a firm personal stance on tattooing partner’s names, but I don’t agree. At least not when it comes to Andi and me. I’d put her name across my forehead so everyone knows who I belong to.

If only I could be so sure when she would be coming back to me.

Chapter30

Andi

The trip from West Chester to Los Angeles took four days, three nights, and so many bossy text messages I lost count. But they were all basically the same. Captain Stone checking in three times a day, ordering me around even from multiple states away, like…

Captain

Are you there yet?

Almost.

Captain

Don’t text and drive.

It’s talk to text. And you’re the one messaging me.

Captain

Text me when you get in.

Safely arrived in Columbus, Ohio—known for Ohio State University, Scioto Mile Riverfront, and the Columbus Zoo and Aquarium, according to a pamphlet.

Captain

Make sure your door is locked. Dead bolt, if you have it. Put your suitcase in front of the door.

Actually, I was planning on leaving my door open all night with a sign that all were welcome for a party.

Captain

Not funny.

I’m going to bed. Goodnight, Captain.

Captain

Goodnight.

Captain

And text me when you’re leaving tomorrow.

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