“But I think Aaron and Bernadette are meant to be together.” She glances down at Ashley who, shockingly enough, actually decides that today is the day she’s no longer afraid of me. I must truly be a part of the family now. “I ship Bernie and Callum,” she says, and he snorts from behind me, perched on the edge of the counter as he taps his heels against the lower cabinets. “So two votes for me, one for Callum, and zero for any of you assholes,” Aaron clarifies, pointing at Oscar, Hael, and Vic. “I’ll take it.”
