I grin at her.
We find one pretty quickly and soon enough, we are settled. Our food arrive about ten minutes later. We basically ordered the same thing. Fries, burger, chicken wings and milkshakes.
Our conversation flows easily. We don’t talk about anything important. We joke, we eat and have a fun in each other’s company. For a moment, I forget about my troubles and it felt nice.
“I’m so full I can barely think straight” Letty says, making me laugh.
She had this satisfied look in her eyes and it was just adorable.
“You look like you just had an orgasm” I joke.
She smirks. “I did, I had a food orgasm”
Laughing I tell her that there is nothing like that. Food and orgasms shouldn’t be used in the same sentence.
“There is…food brings pleasure and even if it’s not the same as the pleasure I get when Travis’ dick…”
I gag. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence…haven’t you ever had of TMI” I look at her in horror. “The last thing I want is to hear what you and Travis do behind closed doors”
“Oops” she says sheepishly.
No sister wants to hear about their brother having sex. They especially don’t want it being described.
My phone beeps and I check the incoming message.
“I have to go…Ethan will be leaving work soon and I want to be there when he gets to my new place”
“Okay. It’s about time I head out too. My feet are killing me”
We pay our bills and leave.
“Thanks for your help today”
“Anytime, Ava”
We say goodbye and she leaves. I walk the short distance to the furniture store.
“Stop pretending” she shouts drawing the attention of others.
I look to Travis. “Would you mind controlling your hysterical sister? The last thing I want is her attacking me because she thinks I had something to do with whatever drama is going on between her and her man”
“You’re also my sister, Ava” he says softly.
“I haven’t been your sister in a long time, Travis. Or have you forgotten the many times you told me that yourself”
He keeps quiet and looks down. I wait for the pain, but it doesn’t come. I heave a sigh of relief.
My happiness is short lived when Emma takes a step towards me.
“If you think you’ve won then you’re wrong Ava. Rowan is mine and I’ll go through anyone who tries to take him from me. I am not going to let you win. This time I will fight you to the death if I have to” she spits.
I take a step back and raise my hand. “Whoa, first of all, Rowan isn’t a possession. He’s a living breathing person. Second of all, there will be no fighting to the death. If you want him you can have him. Keep him for all I care, marry him, fuck him, and give him a whole lot of babies. Just get it in your fucking head that I. Do. Not. Want. Him”
I was getting tired of repeating the same thing over and over again. Why was it so hard to believe that I no longer wanted Rowan?

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