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barracks with everyone else.” Angela stood and turned toward the stairs.
    Jonquil rolled her eyes. Everything had to be drama with her sister. “Sit down and talk like an adult, Angela.” Jonquil huffed, disgusted with herself for even a little capitulation. “You’re not a burden, you’re just not thinking clearly. You had a ton of people over until late. We had you turn down the noise twice—not counting when Delphi turned it down when we arrived home. They kept turning it back up again. Your friends left this place trashed and you didn’t clean up. We have regular jobs. I had my usual meeting at eight this morning. So did Delphi. We need to be able to sleep at night.”
    “It’s the weekend.” Angela gestured with her hands now that she was more awake. “You worked like every day this week and you still had a meeting this morning?” Angela stared in surprise.
    “We have one every morning. Once in a while I let my assistant manager handle it, but usually it’s all me. Delphi and I both work nearly every day, with an occasional day or afternoon off so we don’t kill ourselves, but the resort is demanding. We can’t slack or things don’t run like they should. There will be days when I work until eight or nine at night after being at the office by seven. That’s how it works. You need to respect that and let us sleep at night.”
    Angela’s expression turned slightly contrite. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize.”
    “Well, now you do. And so you know, if you ever have a party again without getting permission first, I will kick everyone out.” Jonquil looked across the scattered garbage. “I’ll help you clean this up—mostly because I need to use the kitchen—but I’m not doing it all for you, and I better never see something like this happen again—or you really will be living four to a room in those tiny living quarters they offer the actors.” She took in a deep breath and tried to even her tone. “I’m glad to have you here. I want to be able to spend time with you and I’ll try to work my schedule around yours if I can, but you’ve got to work with us too.”
    Angela scowled into her cup. “You’re bossy.”
    “Only when you’re being a brat.” Jonquil let her lips twitch up into a smile.
    Angela took another long swallow and finished off her cappuccino. “Okay, let’s get this place cleaned up. Delphi scares me.”
    “She’ll be thrilled to hear it.” Jonquil pulled the box of garbage bags from under the sink, hoping that would be the end of that and things with Angela would run better from now on.

After helping Angela get the house back in order, Jonquil made more food to take over to the guys at Al’s. Angela had begged a ride to rehearsal that day, and when she realized they would be stopping to see the men, asked to go along. “Come on, you said the third friend is hot, and he’s supposed to be there, right? I need to meet some non-drama guys. They’re all so… dramatic.”
    Jonquil shrugged to hide her discomfort with Angela’s interest in Gage. “It’s not that big of a deal. It’s not like he’s anything special. And I haven’t seen him date at all since we moved here.” Not that she would necessarily know, but he hadn’t had a date for any of the bigger events she’d attended, and if he dated occasionally, surely she would have heard about it from someone.
    “Don’t believe her,” Delphi said. “Gage is terrific. They just haven’t managed to catch Dad’s vision yet.”
    Jonquil threw Delphi a dirty look. Their dad’s vision had been Jonquil and Gage together in happily wedded bliss, like he’d seen the other girls with their men. Bringing it up wasn’t very nice—especially since Angela didn’t know about any of that.
    Angela didn’t have a chance to ask what she meant though, since Delphi asked, “Cami’s bringing dessert?”
    She wore tan capris and a pale pink blouse—far more casual than her usual button-down business suits. Even her