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Scarlett casts a dubious glance at her before her gaze settles on me. “You might need to.”
Autumn scowls. “Hey! I said I could handle Brett and I will.”
Scarlett fires back,“There’s a difference between handling him and appeasing him. He’s a big baby, and the more you pacify him, the more he expects.”
I jump in before they get carried away. “Ladies, I think you’ll both agree Brett Barlow isn’t worth fighting over.”
“Hell no,” Scarlett agrees.
I glance at Autumn and she shakes her head. My gaze swings to her best friend. “It’s been nice meeting you.”
“Where do you think you’re going?” she asks.
“I was going to head home and have some dinner.”
“Why would you do that when I made Autumn’s favorite—lasagna—and there’s plenty to go around?”
“That’s a good question,” I say, catching the look of annoyance Autumn directs at her friend.
But seemingly undeterred by it, Scarlett hooks her arm around Autumn’s and leads her toward the door.
“I’m sure Rogan has better things to do than have dinner with us,” Autumn says.
“On the contrary. What could be better than a home cooked meal and two beautiful dinner companions?”
“Exactly,” Scarlett tosses out over her shoulder.
Trailing behind them, I allow myself the privilege of checking out the rear view of Autumn. It doesn’t take long for my focus to narrow in on her abundant heart-shaped ass.Hot damn.I sure do love a woman with curves.
Unfortunately, the pathway isn’t nearly long enough and my attention switches to where I’m walking as I follow them up two stairs and inside.
The first thing I notice is the change in temperature, and I’m instantly relieved. After being out in the sun and heat all day, the air conditioning is welcome. Autumn kicks her sneakers onto the welcome mat and I do the same with my slides. Moving along behind my hostesses, I pass from the entryway into the main area of the home. With the open floor plan, the windows allow in plenty of natural light, making the space feel larger than it is.
“Nice shiplap. Is it original to the home?” I ask.
Scarlett nods. “Yeah, but we whitewashed it all. Every single room. Talk about a time-consuming project.”
“You did a great job. It looks amazing.”
“I shouldn’t take credit since Autumn did most of the painting.”
“Not really,” Autumn disagrees.
“Bull.” Scarlett points at her. “You spent every night and every weekend here painting for the better part of two weeks.”
“Brett didn’t help you?” I can’t help but ask.
Scarlett rolls her eyes. “Pfft. As if he’d lift a finger to help another person.”
“We saved a lot of money by doing it ourselves,” Autumn adds.
“We did, but it would’ve been nice if we’d had some help. Even though he was no longer your boyfriend, he still could’ve contributed to the sweat equity.”
“Sounds like you ladies need better friends.”
Scarlett arches one of her dark eyebrows. “Are you volunteering to fill the vacancy?”
I’m not picking up on a flirty vibe from her at all. I think she’s hoping to push Autumn and me together. And if that’s her plan, I’m on board.
