“Mason Raker, you are not going to go look for a closet right now, are you?”
“Obviously. It’s sorta our thing, babe.”
She bursts into laughter—but she doesn’t protest. I tug her by the hand, leading her out of the room.
As we walk down the hallway, we spot Ruby and Pax in an alcove. They’re having some kind of intense discussion. One that’s none of our business.
Rowan grabs my hand and tries to pull me towards them.
“You should leave them be,” I advise her.
She scowls at them. “That’s my baby sister. They’re only supposed to be fake dating.”
“Baby, she is a grown-ass woman. A woman who doesn’t like it when you tell her what to do,” I point out. “I tell you what, I will see if I can get Pax to talk to me later, but if you march over there right now, what do you think will happen?”
“Uhh ...” Rowan pouts. “She’ll be incredibly grateful for my assistance, and she will listen to every word of my good advice?”
I make the sound of a buzzer. “Survey says ... no. Especially if it’s right in the heat of the moment. I think you need to leave them to work this out on their own, give her the chance to talk to you if she wants to, and just trust that she’ll do the right thing.”
“What if she does the wrong thing and he breaks her heart?”
“Then you can break him in two,” I promise her. “Now, come with me. We’ve got a closet to baptize, Mrs. Mason Raker.”
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