Page 7 of Little White Lie


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I laugh and squeeze Kaley’s side. What’s that even mean?

“We were just about to get out of here. It’s really alright that Maddie stays here with you guys?” Mrs. Valentine questions looking between the two of us. “We wouldn’t want to impose.”

“Yes ma’am. We have the extra room and no one has leased the room yet.” I say effortlessly.

She presses her hands together, looks at her husband, and then they begin to walk towards the door. As they reach for the knob, they turn and glare at Maddie.

“Be respectful, Mads. This is their home. You don’t go parading around here like you own it. Be presentable, none of that walking around without pants shit that you try to pull at home.” Mr. Valentine points at his youngest as she nods in agreement.

“We’ll see you folks for breakfast. Dean, I sure hope that you can join us.”

I nod my head as Kaley goes to stand beside her sister. Their parents leave and I turn to the sisters.

“So, I met the folks for the first time. I always thought that would be a lot harder. I mean they weren’t scary at all.” I smile, retreating to the kitchen.

“They’re on their best behavior. Dad didn’t want to fuck up and make their prized daughter never speak to them. They want her to come home and visit for the holidays, so you’ll only get their best behavior while we’re here.” Maddie says matter-of-factly, arms crossed and a voice full of venom. Whoa, there’s some history there. “I’m sure they’re doing plenty of speculating and writing down questions to grill Kaley with over the phone.”

“Why don’t you ever go home?” I ask, turning to Kaley.

“Mom and Dad don’t exactly agree with my views.”

“Elaborate please?”

“They wanted her to go to seminary school, be a part of the church. Not go to a college out of town and major in food.” Maddie informs.

“She doesn’t major in food, she can hardly cook.” I say, feigning laughter. “She studies Nutritional Science.”

“Same thing to them.” Maddie waves off in indifference. “Anyway, tell me about you? I know all about her. You play ball? Got any hot friends that like to come over?”

“Um, aren’t you sixteen?” I ask, placing my hands on the counter behind me.

“I’ll be seventeen in a month.” She says nonchalantly.

“Still, we’re twenty-one. There are age laws and I’m sure my friends—who don’t just drop by—would obey these laws.”

She crosses her arms over her chest and huffs out a ‘no fair!’ as she turns and stomps to the bedroom, my bedroom.

“Jail bait.” I say under my breath.

Kaley

The first meeting went great, better than great actually. The only thing that could have been better, was my sister looking to hook up and eyeing my boyfriend.

Wait, Dean isn’t really my boyfriend.

He’s unbuttoning his game day dress shirt as I enter the bedroom.

He shrugs off the shirt, baring his shoulders, catches the shirt before it drops to the floor, then turns to me.

“Your sister likes me.” He sing-songs.

“Obviously, but don’t get a big head about it.” I reply, rolling my eyes.

“I didn’t know that your parents were all religious-like?” he switches subjects.

“It’s not really something that I disclose to anyone, I don’t want anyone to think that I ride that train too.” I reply, avoiding his stare.

He comes to stand in front of me, places both hands on my shoulders and leans down to be eye to eye with me.

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