Page 81 of Ronen
“What?” Rory popped her head into the doorway, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Mason assured her, “just Ronen trying to be funny.”
“I’m very funny, thank you very much.”
“Whatever you say, honey.”
Face falling, I glared at him, and gave him a warning look, “No.”
I took another few minutes to introduce Mason to my Uncles Lachlan, Brendan, and Ryan. He already knew my Uncle Quinn, as they greeted each other warmly.
When I gave him a questioning look, Mason just shrugged. “I like Quinn’s coffee.”
“And my cookies,” Quinn grinned, “Mason spends a ridiculous amount of money at The Sweet Spot every week, but that is not a complaint.”
“Well, they are good cookies,” I agreed. “Did you happen to bring any?”
Suddenly the thought of chocolate chip and toffee cookies sounded so good, my mouth nearly watered.
“I brought an assortment of desserts,” Quinn assured me. “Like always.”
“But are there cookies?”
Quinn scowled at me. “In your entire life have there evernotbeen cookies?”
“Just checking.”
Was I having my first craving? Because all I wanted right now were those cookies. No wonder Becca had Quinn smuggling them to her. I totally got it now.
Mason looked around at the various appetizers that were already laid out on the sideboard. “Where might someone find these cookies, if they were looking? Asking for a friend.”
Lachlan snorted. “He’s got them stashed away somewhere and won’t even tell me. I’m up for the challenge of looking if you are.”
Quinn rolled his eyes at his husband. “As if you can’t get those cookies anytime you want them. Stop acting like you are so deprived of sweets.” He patted Lachlan’s slightly rounded belly. “Because you so aren’t. The cookies, along with the rest of the desserts, will magically appear after dinner.”
Noticing the absence of two important people, I asked, “Where are my parents?”
Having seen their vehicle when we arrived, I knew they were here, but I had yet to see either of them.
Charlie bounced into the room, pointing at the open doors. “Out there, up to fuckery. I tried to watch from my bedroom window, but I couldn’t see all the spots they put them in.”
Waving her fingers between Logan and me, she declared, “I will find more eggs than you both.”
Becca giggled, saying, “I can’t wait to see Ronen’s face. They’ve made some super easy, but they also went around the side of the house, so I lost track of them.”
“What the hell is going on?” When no one answered me, I looked to my Nana for an answer.
She just shrugged and sipped her wine, trying to look innocent and failing miserably.
“We thought it would be fun, since there aren’t any little ones to really have the whole Easter experience. For as many grandkids as we have, you would think the house would be overflowing with babies by now.”
“Hey!” Rory took offense, placing one arm around Becca’s shoulders and one hand on her baby bump. “We’re working on it.”
Becca elbowed her side lightly. “I’m working on it. You’re being a pain in my ass.”
Rory kissed her quickly. “I had something to do with it.”
Nana Maeve shrugged one shoulder, not looking impressed. “Eh, took you two long enough. You’ve been together how long, twelve years? We’d about given up on you. We’re not getting any younger you know?”
