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“Absolutely,” Luke answered quickly.

She looked nervous as she looked at me for confirmation.

“We would love to have dinner with you,” I said, reaching for her hand.

“Great, let me see if she can accommodate three of us,” she said, squeezing my hand and leaving us to speak to the hostess.

“I’m sorry, I should have asked you first, I got excited.” Luke kissed my forehead.

“You know I’m just as anxious to see her,” I said, looking up at my handsome husband.

He bent down to kiss me softly.

“I just don’t want to… I don’t know if it will hurt your feelings or make you feel like I…” He frowned. “I just want you to know you are always my priority.”

“I know,” I said, stepping up on my toes to kiss him softly. “It seems we have been sucked into Genevieve's orbit and there is nothing we can do about it but just enjoy the ride.”

“We have and we are both ok with it, right?” He still looked concerned.

“Right,” I said, giving him a big smile.

“They can accommodate us.” Genevieve came up to us.

“Great, we should tell her to take our name off the list,” Luke said.

“I did that already,” she said, walking to the hostess who was waiting for us.

I smiled, Genevieve was always so in control of everything. Luke pulled out our chairs and Genevieve gave him a look.

“Don’t get your chair pulled out enough for you, darlin’?” That Texas twang was a little thicker when he said darlin’.

“I can pull out my own chair, suga,” she said back with a smirk.

“Do I detect a hint of a twang, Genevieve?” I was a little shocked.

“Grew up in Alabama, Oklahoma and then we made our way to Colorado,” she said shrugging. “It comes and goes, but when I get really mad, it will come out really harshly.”

“Camila and I grew up in Texas,” Luke said.

“I was born in the city and Luke was out in the country, working on a farm,” I said, picking up the menu. “That's why his accent is a little stronger.”

“It’s comforting, it reminds me of home.” Genevieve smiled.

Our server stopped by, took our drink and our food order. Apparently, this was also Genevieve's favorite sushi place.

“Do you miss home?” Genevieve asked after the server left.

“Yes and no,” I said, leaning my hands on the table. “Hate the heat, but it was where I grew up and Mexican food is not the same. It’s also where we met.”

I looked over at Luke, who was studying me.

“I miss it sometimes,” Luke said. “I don’t miss the farm and the family legacy that had always been ingrained in me. They were not happy when I left and they were even more unhappy when my brothers left. Colorado called to my younger brother, Theodore, when our uncle left him his ranch and my other brother, Jude, followed him. My poor sister, Iris, is still with my parents, and I know it ain't easy.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Genevieve said. “Family sucks sometimes.”

“They do, but I have two great brothers and one cute little sister who at least try to see me,” Luke said. “My brothers have even driven down here to see a few games. They always sided with my decision, and I know that also hurt their relationship with my parents, but they are so stubborn. Iris, well, she is the baby and while I love her, I know my parents influence her view on the world a lot.”

“Wow your poor sister all alone with three brothers?” Genevieve asked.

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