Teller
“Time to celebrate!”I announce as soon as I walk in the house.
“Up here,” Charlotte calls.
I jog up the stairs and find her in the bedroom. “You look hot.”
She tilts her head, peering at her royal blue sweatshirt and jeans. “Really?”
“You look good in blue.” I curl my arms around her waist and slip my hands into her back pockets. “Got two perfect hand warmers if it gets chilly tonight.”
“So, tell me how it went.” She stares up at me with mischief in her eyes. “Should I call you The Undertaker now?”
“No. It was good. Jiggy’s got heart eyes for the girl who puts the makeup on the corpses.”
Her nose wrinkles. “Sounds like a match made in hell.”
“Your little matchmaking heart never quits.”
“No, that’s your sister.”
I freeze at the mention of Heidi. “The guy, the owner. He assumed Rock was my father. It was…weird.”
“The different last names didn’t clue him in? What’d you say?”
“Nothing. Rock just went with it. Murphy thought it was funny.”
She bites her lip. “You really need to tell them and get it over with.”
“Charlotte.” Frustration burns through me. I still need time. “Can’t you let me have this one thing?”
“Okay, but—”
Shaking my head, I release her. “I don’t want to talk about this tonight.”
“You need to talk about it sometime. Soon.”
“Thanks.” I stomp downstairs and outside, running straight into Carter.
“Ease up.” He flaps his hands in the air. “Where’s the fire?”
“No fire. I’m going to feed the chickens before we head to the clubhouse. You coming with us?”
He frowns and studies me like he’s peering through a microscope. “You and Charlotte have a fight?”
“No.” I push past him. “You helping me or not?”
He hustles to catch up. “I already fed them and checked for eggs.”
“They always want to eat more.”
“True.”
The hens greet us with happy clucks. They scratch at the seed mix we toss but keep watching us, as if they’re waiting for something better. “Nah, that’s Charlotte who spoils you with blueberries and shit,” I tell them.
Carter snickers and tosses another handful of seed.
“Were you at Bronze’s shop today?” I ask.