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I think you want to stay in here forever, because it means you don’t have to try again. Travis pushed himself out of the truck with an annoyed growl. When did little Georgie Castle turn into such a ball-breaker? Last time he’d seen her she’d still been in middle school. She’d spoken only when necessary so she wouldn’t have to show off her mouthful of braces.
When he’d been patronizing to her like an asshole, it hadn’t sounded as bad as when Stephen did it, right? Yeah. Probably. And so be it. Making this girl feel welcome wasn’t his job, especially if her own brother didn’t see a reason to do so.
“A portion size for you is not the same as a portion size for me, baby girl.”
“You seem to be suffering from the delusion that my brother cares how I spend my time. He just wants me out of the way.”
Have you seen Dale? I need Dale. Had she really called for her vibrator in front of Travis Ford?
B: You need help with what? Have you been kidnapped? G: No. Never mind. I’m just looking for outfit advice. B: I’d let you borrow something, but all my clown suits are at the cleaners.
As a little sister, if my family treated me like this I’d slap a bitch. Like seriously.
“Yeah. They totally did the alpha male construction dance. Me fix fireplace. You go home. Look. A hammer.” Georgie sighed. “Travis got all weird about me being alone with Pete—”
“I want your hands all over me. Your mouth on mine. And next time you get out of bed without giving me both, I’m going to find you, pull your pants down, and backhand that little tush you had tucked up in my lap all night. We clear?”
We’re not about cutting people out of our lives. We’re about refusing to accept anything less than what we deserve. About realizing that we’re all important here despite mistakes or bad relationships or lackluster careers.
