Alex (BIG Northwest Book 2) by Janice M. Whiteaker

Author:Janice M. Whiteaker [Whiteaker, Janice M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Janice M. Whiteaker
Published: 2020-09-24T23:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

EDWARD LEANED AGAINST the camper, watching Alex storm off for the second time.

Lance came out the door, jumping a little when he saw Edward there. “What’s going on?”

Edward tipped his head toward Alex’s retreating frame. “Your sister and I have a thing.”

Lance turned to watch Alex for a second before facing Edward. “Four days?”

Edward shrugged. “Sorry.”

“She’s probably going to eat you alive.”

“Probably.” Edward grinned. “I think that’s part of the appeal.”

“You think it is. Wait until she’s pissed at you.” Lance bumped the door of the trailer closed.

“She’s always pissed at me.” Edward straightened off the metal-sided exterior.

“That’s not pissed.” Lance glanced around. “I mean really pissed.”

“She gets more pissed?” Alex had laid into him from his first second in town, given him hell without taking a breath. He’d liked thinking she didn’t hold back with him.

Showed him who she really was.

“They all do.” Lance looked toward the fifth wheel he and his family currently stayed in. “My wife included.”

“They’re a lot alike, aren’t they?” Edward fell into step beside Lance as they walked toward the bakery.

“You have no idea.” Lance walked past the line already forming outside Sam’s shop. “Morning.” He gave the people a smile as he opened the door and walked in, locking it behind Edward so no one decided the closed sign was only for show. “How’s it going, Sam?”

Sam stared at them from behind the counter. Gail bustled around behind her, scooping out cookies like her life depended on it. “Fine.”

“Good.” Lance leaned against the front case.

“Get your hands off that glass.” Gail held the scoop in Lance’s direction. “She just cleaned those off and I’ll have your hide if you make more work for this poor girl.”

Sam looked a little shell-shocked. She smoothed the cropped line of hair across her forehead. “I guess I’m going to make some more of those pancake balls.”

“You just tell me what you need me to do, honey.” Gail scooted one filled sheet pan to the side and moved on to the next. “I’m all yours today.”

“Alright.” Sam pulled out an oddly-shaped pan that looked like an egg crate of sorts, with globe-shaped reservoirs about the size of tennis balls. “When you’re done with that could you chop up some of the bacon I have in the fridge?”

“Sure thing, sugarpants.” Gail finished up another sheet of cookies.

“If there’s anything I can do let me know.” Lance backed away from the counter.

“You can get out of our way.” Gail glanced their way, smiling. “We’ve got work to do.”

Lance held up his hands. “Get to it then.”

The line was even longer when they went back out, reaching almost all the way to Charlie’s shop. Edward watched as a handful of people filtered out of the door. “How’s Charlie doing?”

“Overworked as the rest of them.” Lance shook his head. “These girls have a work ethic that puts mine to shame.”

“They have to. They don’t have anything to fall back on.” Lance could act like he understood what his sisters had gone through, but his privileged upbringing meant he could only try.

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