“That sounds good, I haven’t been out to breakfast in a while.”
“Well, it’s time I start taking my boyfriend out and showing him a good time,” Tig said. “Why don’t we go to Miller’s Point? There’s a new breakfast place that opened there.”
“You showed me a really good time last night, but I’m not opposed to you feeding me. Do you mean Omelets and Lattes?”
“Yes, someone at work mentioned it. I guess a couple of sisters opened it recently.”
“Yeah, they did.” I didn’t normally share about my family, but Tig was different, and it was time to let him know even more about me. “It’s two of my sisters. Jen and Bex, they both love to cook, and they’ve always wanted to open a restaurant.”
“I don’t know anything about your family. Do they live in Foggy Basin?” he asked.
“No, we’re originally from Miller’s Point. Some of us went to school here and others stayed there,” I said.
“How many siblings do you have?”
“A lot,” I mumbled and hated this part.
“Same as me, how many is a lot?” Tig asked again.
“There’s ten of us,” I said and waited for the reaction that happened every freaking time. Shock, dismay, worry, or all of the above.
“We have seven,” he casually said, and checked his pocket for his keys.
“Holy shit, we’re our own small town,” I said unable to contain my shock.
“Yeah, I guess we are. Come on, let’s go eat.” We hurried out to his truck and drove down the gravel road that would eventually lead to town.
“Where does your family live?” I asked because now I was curious too.
“They’re scattered all over the place. Some are back east, some are still here in California. I have cousins who live in Foggy Basin, my parents live closer to Sacramento,” Tig said.
“No shit? I thought you had no family, or if you did, they were living somewhere really far away.”
“What made you think that?” he asked.
“You never talk about them.”
“Neither do you,” he said and grinned at me.
“Because mine are right here and drive me crazy at least once a day.”
“Why haven’t I met any of them?”
“You probably have but didn’t realize it,” I mumbled. “There might be one of them helping Jen and Bex. Some of the younger ones have been working at their restaurant.” It was strange to talk about my family and who he might meet. It wasn’t that I didn’t want him to meet them, it was just new to me, and they were going to give me such a hard time.
“Don’t worry, I won’t give them any ammunition,” he said.
“What?” I had no clue what he meant by that.
“I know exactly how it is in a big family. First, they’re going to tease you about being on a date with your boyfriend, then they’ll ask if we’re getting married soon, then they might ask some other more embarrassing stuff just to get your reaction. Am I right?”
“Oh my god the girls are the worst, and they’re the oldest,” I admitted and tried not to think of all the times they’d ganged up on me. I loved my sisters, but they could be a lot.
“I have an older sister too, I get it.” I hoped he did because he was about to have a trial by fire served over breakfast whether he was ready or not.
Twenty-Four
Tig
