Cheesy on the Eyes by Teagan Hunter Page 0,19
idea of it. “Harvey, Thea’s father, will be back any moment.”
“Oh, no, Mom. That’s okay. I’m sure Sully has so many more things he’d rather be doing.”
“I don’t.”
Don’t glare or you’ll blow it. Don’t glare or you’ll blow it. Don’t you dare fucking glare, Thea!
“Well, in that case, I insist,” she pushes.
The only other boyfriend of mine she’s met is Jaden, and we all know how that turned out. I’m sure meeting someone else I’m “seeing” is making her whole day right about now.
“Mom, I—”
“Harvey!” she calls out, waving at my father, who’s approaching the table with Jonas and Frankie in tow. “Took you long enough.”
“Damn Randy and Blythe,” he mutters. He hooks his thumb over his shoulder. “Did you know they’re still hitting up clubs? Man, I hope we’re as cool as them when we’re that age.”
“In what, five years?” Jonas snarks.
My mom laughs. “I bet Randy has some sweet moves, too.”
“Is it odd I find him attractive?” Frankie asks.
Jonas wrinkles his nose at her. “Pretty sure you’re not allowed to say shit like that to me when you’re carrying my child.”
“Who’s this, Letica?” My dad jerks his head to Sully, who he’s now standing right beside.
She rubs her hands together excitedly, grinning. “This is Thea’s new boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend, huh?” Dad looks Sully up and down, sizing him up.
I almost laugh at the way my dad is studying him. I guess he’s not too trusting of potential suitors after Jaden.
“The one and only—I hope,” Sully jokes, sticking his hand out. “I’m Sullivan, but my friends call me Sully, sir.”
My dad gives his hand a shake. “Nice to meet you, Sullivan.”
Ouch.
Sully takes it in stride. “Likewise, sir.”
Dad grunts something indecipherable and scoots into the booth next to my mother, slinging his arm around her shoulders and pulling her into him, pecking a kiss to her temple.
I love their unabashed affection.
“So you’re the poor bastard my sister is bringing to my wedding?” Jonas’ grin says friendly, but he pushes his shoulders back in an obvious I’m her brother and I’ll kill you if you hurt her move.
Finding my eyes, Sully shakes his head, a brow raised. He rolls his tongue over his teeth, looking like he wants to call me on my shit but thinks better of it. “I guess that’s me.”
“Jonas Schwartz.” They shake hands. “Good luck with her.”
Sully coughs out a laugh. “Thanks, man, but I think I can handle her.”
It’s my turn to raise a brow. Oh yeah? I say silently.
Bring it on, says the looks he gives me.
“Congratulations on the engagement, by the way. Thea was telling me she can’t wait to see her little brother walk down the aisle and spoiling her little niece—wishful thinking, she says—is going to be her favorite pastime.”
“Thea!” Jonas hisses, glaring at me. “I thought I told you not to tell anyone!”
“How is this my fault?” I argue. “You literally just called Frankie your baby mama in front of everyone.”
“Oh. Right.” He points a finger my way. “Still blaming you for my mistakes.”
“How is that fair?”
“I didn’t say it was fair, Thea. It’s just easier.”
“Like that time you told Mom I shit in the tub when you were the one in the bath?”
He laughs. “Oh, man. I almost forgot about that. I told her you came in there, pooped, and then ran away and blamed it on me.”
“For the record, I never believed you,” my mom cuts in.
“Do you see what you’re marrying, Frankie?” I say to my future sister-in-law.
She looks at him like some love-stricken fool. “I’m good with it.”
Sully holds his hands up. “Hey, man, your secret is safe with me. My friends are always joking that I should start offering confession services.” He mimes zipping his lips. “Steel trap.”
“Thanks. We’re just trying to keep it out of the media. We want to be the first to announce it, you know? I’m Frankie, by the way,” she says as Jonas slides into the booth next to me, pushing me back to my spot in the middle. We decided early on it would be best for Frankie and her morning sickness if she sat on the outside.
Jonas whacks me—and not so softly—with his elbow. He tips his head toward Sully, mouthing, What’s up with that?
I shake my head, and thankfully he drops it for now.
“Welcome to the insanity that is the Schwartz clan. If you’re standing there thinking there’s no way this could get worse, don’t worry—it can.”
Sully laughs as she shimmies into the booth, not looking fazed by that information.
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