Page 88 of Succeeding Love

“And,” I hesitated for a second, “and I forgive you. I hope one day you can find exactly what will make it truly happy.”

Interrogation

Vin

“So you’re the action hero?” Lynn’s sister asked, raising an eyebrow at me with a mischievous smirk on her face.

She looked a lot like my girl, which made me like her from the start.

“You’re the sister,” I grinned, looking down at her before extending my hand. “Kevin, but Lynn calls me Vin.”

“Lynn,” she giggled while shaking my hand. “That’s cute. No one’s called her that before. I like it. She calls me Kate, among many other things.”

“Other things?”

She shrugged. “I’m her favorite sister, favorite person, favorite creature in the world. She also calls me ‘The Cat Wrangler’ as of late.”

“Does she really?” I gave her a curious look. “Why?”

“Eh,” she lifted her shoulders. “I guess it’s more of an unofficial title. You’re welcome, by the way.”

I was more confused than before, but muttered out, “Thanks?”

“No problem,” she laughed. “Gosh, the things we do for our siblings sometimes. Tell me, action hero Vin, do you have siblings?”

I shook my head, “No, it’s just me.”

“Huh. So, do you know the importance of sharing? Because I need to know how willingly you’re going to share my sister with me. I’m a little needy, and if you two get more serious, we might fight over her once or a million times.”

“I think I can hold my own,” I scoffed.

She frowned deeply. “So you don’t like to share?”

I laughed at her serious face. She was a little crazier than Lynn, and definitely not as sweet, but the quirkiness was definitely a family trait.

“I can share, but only for family.”

“Clingy, are we?”

“Clingy?” I repeated as we crossed the road towards my house. “I don’t know about being clingy. More worried than anything.”

She gave me a confused expression, so I elaborated.

“Your sister is adorable. Literally the cutest and sweetest woman I have ever met. But…. She isn’t always the most aware.”

Kate snorted, “Aware. Ha!” she snickered behind her hand. “She’s a flipping airhead. You can say it.”

“No,” I laughed with her. “She’s just too sweet for her own good sometimes. I worry.” I thought back to the woman who was sitting in her living room with her. “Lynn doesn’t consider herself enough. I learned that the moment we met. Ijust can’t stomach the idea of someone taking advantage of her selflessness.”

Kate studied me for a few seconds as we slowed outside my house. “So you want to be the bad guy for her? Is that it?”

A guilty smile lifted my lips. “You could say that.”

“A real action hero,” Kate laughed. “My sister was right. The name fits.”

“Thanks,cat wrangler.” I still didn’t have a clue what that could mean, but Kate got a kick out of me calling her that.

“Okay,” she chuckled. “You passed.”

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