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“Sounds great.”

I leave their home feeling somewhat more confident.

…but my confidence wanes hours later, when I find out something shocking, that could affect the relationship I have with my new clients.

I see Sara’s car pull up in the driveway and I brace myself. My sister is not one to let things get swept under the rug, so to speak, but she does know how to prioritize, which buys me time. If it weren’t for her very chaotic job, I would have been put through the third degree at least twice since Macey’s party, but thankfully she puts her career ahead of her meddling. I see her make her way up the walkway, and I get ready for my exit strategy.

Once the door opens, I hit her with. “Hey, I’ve only got about a half an hour, okay?”

She nods. “Sure, I’m the same.” Phew! “How’d the new client work out?”

“Good. Fantastic, actually.”

“But?”

I look at her, raising a brow, as I grab the two premade sandwiches I fixed earlier, out of the fridge. “But what?”

“I know you, Becky. Heard the hesitation.”

I purse my lips as I place the plate in front of her. “I hate it that you can read me like a book, you know that, right?”

She shrugs. “It’s a gift.”

It truly is. I can’t read her at all, most of the time.

“So, what’s the catch?” she asks, taking a bite out of her sandwich.

“They want the wedding to be at Kelsey Ranch.” I admit, and then take a bite out of my sandwich, bracing myself.

Sara sighs. “Oh, man. That’s a real kicker, huh.”

“Yeah.”

“Especially when he’s living there now.”

My eyes widen. “What?”

“Oh, shit.” She mutters. “I…I thought you knew that he was living there.”

“No!” I shriek.

“Well, where else would he be living?”

“With his folks! With his brothers or his sister! I don’t know! But not there!”

“What’s the difference? I mean, he works there, so, why is it such a big deal if he lives there, too?”

My fists go into my hair. “Because at least he wouldn’t be there all the time! Now, I’m bound to see him!”

“So? You managed to handle seeing him at Macey’s birthday. I don’t see what the big deal is.”

I bite my lip, thinking that this is her segue into me and Travis’s little tryst. If she knows about it, now will be the time that she mentions it.

“He’s a big boy, Becky. He’s not going to shit where you eat, or where he eats, for that matter. Give him a little credit.”

My face sours. “You always sucked up to him.”

“He’s my favorite brother-in-law, Becky. He and I have always had a special bond, you know that. And I hate to see him hurt so bad.”

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