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in a couple of weeks for dinner.”
    “Bring the boy,” Uncle Mike says lifting his mug once more. “I’m assuming he’s the same boy who always snuck in through the window late at night rather than using the front door?”
    My face heats as I remember the sex conversation I had with him and Aunt Caroline.
    Do you have any idea how awkward it is to hear your Aunt and Uncle tell you sex is a perfectly acceptable, natural act between two consulting people before being offered a pack of condoms because you need to be safe? I was so mortified I never got around to explaining to them that they had nothing to worry about because we weren’t into each other like that.
    “That would be the one…”
    “As I thought. Tell him he needs to come in through the front door like a gentleman and not through the window like a street rat.”
    “He’s not Aladdin, Uncle Mike.”
    Man, I wish I had a genie right now. I’d use one wish to send away the worthless woman who did the impossible by making a perfectly fucked up day even more so,  and the other to undo the animosity between Logan and me, so that maybe we’d have a real shot at working out. I’d save the last wish for an ‘in case of an emergency’ situation.
    “You let her have a boy spend the night?” The shock in the serpent’s voice is my cue to leave.
    Grabbing the brown paper bag, my purse, and my keys that are waiting for me, I make an exit just as Aunt Caroline snips, “Oh shut it, Britt. It’s not like she dumped her niña and ran off to Paris with her boyfriend who she could’ve babysat for in high school.”
    Did I forget to mention what a pistol my Aunt Caroline can be when she’s not in the mood to be sweet? Or when you’ve upset her only child? I once had an English teacher who gave me an F on a paper and made me cry in the 8th grade. Let’s just say by the time Aunt Caroline was done with him, in English and Spanish, that F became a B.
    ***
    Walking around the ballroom space, I do my best to not spill egg crumbs on the floor while Tony does the same.
    I know. I’m a pretty messy eater.
    “Right there?” He points at a corner spot close to the glass doors that swing open. “You’re right. Perfect place for the bar.”
    “They can just sneak outside on the patio for their seduction games.” My hand waves around allowing egg to fall.
    I’ll pick it up. Yeah. You’re right. Probably not.
    “Seduction games?” He folds the last of the tortilla and shoves it in his mouth. “Don’t you mean networking?”
    “Isn’t that the same thing?”
    After he lets out a light laugh he nods. “I see you are in a better mood.”
    I shrug. “Somewhat. That’s what happens when the woman who gave birth to you and split ten years later, magically pops back into your life like some sort of balloon toy.”
    “What?” His face is appalled. “Your mother’s here?”
    “Yeah. And let’s just say that after spending some time with her I got a real grip on my reality and on the definition of family.”
    “Does that mean you wanna tell me what happened with Kellar now?”
    A heavy sigh leaves me.
    Better now than later, right?
    “Logan and I had a night together.” My voice trails off as Tony’s face struggles not to wince.
    Bluntly he asks, “You had sex?”
    “Right. And the next morning when I woke up, he was gone. Then I found my cell phone, and he had left a message indicating that we needed to talk.”
    “And you assumed that meant he regretted what had happened between you.”
    “Yeah.”
    Tony shakes his head and crumbles the foil. “You were out of line, Maxx.”
    I’m sorry what? Did you hear him correctly because I don’t think I did. Did he really just say that? Him of all people?
    “I—”
    “Look, don’t get me wrong. Kellar is not by any means my favorite person—”
    “Understatement.”
    “Even so.” He brushes it off. “You were wrong for running away from him and not letting him explain himself. Every guy deserves a