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“ Oh, that ’ s nice, ” he says, smiling down at me. “ You ’ re not so bad, yourself. ”
I can ’ t help but laugh. “ Glad you think so. ”
He pulls me under his arm and kisses the top of my head before telling me he loves me too. “ Speaking of people who love you, I talked to Kenzie last night. ”
“ Oh, yeah? ” I ask with a grin. Kenzie is his little sister. She ’ s sixteen and adores her older brother like no one else. Lucky for me, I get a share of some of that love. I try and keep in touch with her, via video chat or text messages, but we haven ’ t had a chance to connect in a while. “ What ’ s going on in her world? ”
“ She was just calling to make sure we were still planning on coming home for the weekend. I think she ’ s got every moment of Saturday planned out already. ” He shakes his head as if he is annoyed but the smirk that tugs at the corner of his mouth says otherwise. “ I had to remind her that you have family you have to spend time with, too, and that mom and dad might want to see me at some point. ”
“ Not to mention we ’ ve got finals to study for, still. ”
“ Exactly. Yeah — we ’ ll see how things go. Let me know when you think you might be free to swing by on Saturday to hang out with us for a bit. ”
“ I will. Is Grayson going to come? ”
“ No, he decided to stick around here. ”
I nod in response and then let my thoughts wander a bit. I ’ m looking forward to a weekend with my parents. Beck, Ave, and I decided to head down this weekend as opposed to next weekend in light of the fact that we ’ re all planning to pick up summer hours at our jobs as soon as finals week is over.
Avery doesn ’ t work during the school year, her schedule too demanding to warrant the time; but for the past two summers, since we stopped spending our breaks at home, she ’ s been the summer help at Dottie ’ s Bakery. It ’ s a small shop in Old Town that specializes in artisan and sweet breads. I love that she works there because of the delicious things she ’ s always bringing home. She also has a playing gig at the local Dinner Theater; she can be found in the pit orchestra every other weekend — as long as the score calls for a cello — for their various musicals.
Beckham has been working at the same bookstore chain since he graduated from high school; when he moved up to Fort Collins, he was able to transfer his employment. It ’ s a great benefit to me that he works there as he is constantly feeding my book addiction. During the school year, he only works a few hours when he ’ s needed on the weekend — but his hours will pick up considerably when he doesn ’ t have classes. He also spends a good chunk of time volunteering at the local hospital. It ’ s good exposure and preparation for his future.
Sarah and I work together at our favorite pub, Cooper ’ s. It ’ s one of the most popular restaurants in Old Town — attracting mostly college students. It ’ s a fun place to hang out whether you ’ re of age to drink or not. There are pool tables, foosball tables, and dart boards — not to mention the best pizza in town and a great selection of beers, half of which are locally brewed and the reason why most of the patrons dine in. To say that Fort Collins folks are snobby about their beer is an understatement, but I kind of like it. They ’ re just as picky about their food options, wishing to have the option to go healthier or meatless if they desire.
Anyway, Cooper ’ s has got a special charm that makes it a great place to work and hang out, without me getting sick of it. It ’ s also nice because sometimes the guys will come in to eat during Sarah ’ s and my shift and that always helps the time fly by. Like Beck, our hours are few during the school year, but we ’ ll be put in the regular rotation as soon as our finals are done.
Thinking of finals makes me think about the end of another year. I have one more semester