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“Marks, Mrs. Hart brought tacos,” Danny says. “Roman, Marks. Marks, Roman.”
“Good game tonight.” He reaches his hand out to me.
I hesitate for a second, still trying to figure out if I like him or not. His brow arches in challenge, and I give his hand a firm shake.
“Thanks.”
“Marks came in today to watch our boy Pope play,” Danny says with a smirk, telling me that he knows I’m feeling him out. “He’ll be here a while.”
“Have a taco, Zane.” Mom smiles at him—Zane Marks.
“Would love one. Thank you, Linda.”
Linda?
I glance at Hudson, who gives me a what look; then to Jillian, who smirks; and then to Cecilia, who wags her brows.
“Not happening, Red,” I sneer.
“What’s that, Roman?” Mom asks.
“I’d love a taco.” I step over and kiss the top of her head. “You’re the best.”
Leaning against the railing, eating tacos, watching Cecilia snuggling with Elle, her eye all fucked up, I listen to CeCe’s people talk about their hometown, Walton, Texas, and CeCe isn’t paying one bit of attention, but Mom asks a million questions, which shocks me.
Cecilia sets Elle down and stands, looking me over before walking toward her door.
“Still wanna see that neck,” I call after her.
“It’s fine,” she says.
I shove the rest of my third brisket taco into my mouth, hand Hudson the leash, and follow her in.
She stands at the sink, filling a bowl with water.
“Let me see, please.”
“It’ll heal.” She turns off the water and turns her head. “You played good tonight.”
I shake my head.
“No?” she quips.
“Those cu?—”
“Don’t.” She snickers. “That’s a truly disgusting word.”
“Used in that context, I suppose you’re right. But tell me I’m wrong.”
“You’re wrong.” She turns and leans against the counter, crossing her arms.
“But you can call my ex a twat?”
She giggles. “Yep.”
I push some of her hair behind her ear. “Fair. What can I call your ex?”
“Insignificant.”
