Love Like Her (Against All Odds #3) - Claudia Y. Burgoa Page 0,32

out to a couple of friends from grad school, hoping that they’d know a good investor.

They promised to be on the lookout.

Nyx returns with two piles of papers. One for Persy and the other one for me.

“I made a few notes. Tell Sheila that I need her to revise the other contract.” Then she looks at me and taps the papers in front of me. “Sign these papers and initial where I put the little flags. I came to an agreement with the guys from Juicestart. You won’t sue them if they return half of your investment.”

I sigh. That money buys me more time to find an investor. “You’re the best sister ever.”

She huffs and heads upstairs again.

“I angered the beast,” I joke.

“Stop mocking her. It’s been a stressful week for her.”

“What happened?”

“Callie. Her behavior toward Nyx is irritating.”

“One of us has to make her understand that we aren’t Callie’s parents,” I suggest. “And that one shouldn’t be me.”

She laughs. “Says the man/child of the family.”

“Ouch.”

“Jokes aside, if you ever need money, I’ll loan it to you.” She looks again at the spreadsheets. “It’s doable.”

I shake my head.

She squeezes my hand. “I believe in my big brother. Maybe it’s time you believe in yourself too.”

Chapter Sixteen

Eros: What do you think about the new plan?

Liv: I’m just reading it. Some of us need a little more time to read through a document.

Eros: How’s your Dad doing?

Liv: Better. He’s not happy about his “new lifestyle.” He hates fish and boiled chicken.

Eros: I wouldn’t want to be your dad.

Liv: I’m thinking of becoming a vegetarian. Did you know that his condition could be hereditary?

Eros: Why not pescatarian?

Liv: Hmm. Why didn’t I think of that? I could do that and sneak a cheeseburger once a year.

Liv: Once a month.

Liv: If I make sure my pizza has the same ratio of carne asada and poblano pepper, would that be a balanced diet?

Eros: I still think that’s a weird combo. Who puts salsa verde on a pizza? It’s supposed to have marinara sauce.

Liv: Yet, you ate it all when I made it.

Eros: I was hungry.

Liv: You loved it. Next time you visit me, I’ll make you more.

Eros: Have you ever thought about ordering pizza? It saves you time.

Liv: Where’s the fun in that?

Eros: Do I have to fly to San Fran and teach you how to have fun?

Liv: Is that a promise?

Eros: I would do it if I wasn’t in the middle of this project and you weren’t trying to figure out how to run the company and keep your father away.

Liv: Dan worries me. He has to live with the man. If I were him, I’d be planning my escape.

Eros: What happened to that soulmate gibberish you presume exists?

Liv: I guess this is the test of true love.

Eros: How are you dealing?

Liv: I’m getting used to receiving a million calls from Dad. The man likes to micromanage. Juggling my job, his, and keeping him happy and away from work is more challenging than I thought.

Eros: Great practice for when you become your own boss.

Liv: Ha! I might be stuck with this company forever.

Eros: I thought you were going to work for me.

Liv: I said I’d buy half of it once I have money and it’s successful. I’d be your boss. (kidding)

Liv: Any leads about the silent investors?

Eros: No, but my little sister offered to loan me the money.

Liv: The lawyer or the sex guru?

Eros: I should tell her you called her a sex guru. Persy is the one who offered it.

Liv: She’s a wise woman. While I’m single, I can use her expertise to keep myself entertained. I even bought some of her toys. Unlike you, some of us do want to have fun. :ROFL emoji:

Eros: I can’t believe she mentioned that I didn’t know there were male sex toys.

Liv: You should see all the comments on her blog post. Women and men are willing to teach you how to use them.

Eros: Are you done laughing at me?

Liv: Fine, I’ll stop. Just don’t be surprised about your birthday present.

Eros: That’s next week.

Liv: There are seven days next week, which one.

Eros: May first.

Liv: You’re a May Day baby. :ROFL emoji:

Eros: Stop laughing at me. Yes, I am. My sisters like to bug me about it too. Have I mentioned you’d get along with the twin monsters?

Liv: How about the little one?

Eros: She’s complicated. There’s an age gap between us that, for some reason, isn’t closing as she gets older. But maybe you’d get along with her