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“Nice to meet all of you,” Graham said.

They all nodded before dad said, “I’m sure these two were safe. Now, do you want to introduce us to your boyfriend, Neko?”

Mom slapped dad on the arm and he corrected, “Neko-Ren Ellison.”

“There are so many things wrong with this conversation, I don’t know where to begin.”

“Well, while you’re trying to explain it, will you make me the peach orange scones and a cup of your strong coffee?” Riku asked.

Mom sucked in a breath. “You’re too young for coffee, Ri.”

“Oh, shorten her name.”

“Do you want another thump?”

I shook my head. “No, and thank you.”

“Good. We’ll be in the kitchen and give you time to make yourselves presentable. Or kiss good morning.”

“Neko’s boyfriend is plenty presentable. Look at—”

Dad yanked Yu out of the room, and the others followed them.

Graham cleared his throat. “Do I want to know what she was about to say?”

I groaned and shook my head. “Yu is a bit of a wild card. Most of the time she’s studious and conscientious of other people’s feelings, but sometimes, the craziest things spew from her mouth, stunning us all. I’m still not used to it after fourteen years. And sorry they assume you’re my boyfriend, I’ll correct them when I work away at Ri’s scones and make a full breakfast for the rest of them. What do you feel like eating?”

“I’m good with whatever you make. I’ll even help.”

With great reluctance, I wanted that understood; I wriggled toward the edge of the couch to get up, misjudged how much room I had, and rolled right off onto the floor, face first.

“Oh, shit. Are you okay?” Graham asked.

“Don’t worry about me, save yourself. You might make a run for it, because there’s nothing but an inquisition in your future. Probing questions about your sex life, your relationships, and gasp, your job.”

I lifted my head and watched as Graham shook his. “You make a mediator sound like being a porn star. Trust me, it’s way less exciting.”

Waving my hands in a panic, I said, “Don’t say porn star, they can hear you and they’ll posit you fuck people for money. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.”

“Too late. I’m telling mama,” Ri said.

My head jerked to see my sister smiling in the doorway. I glared before I growled, “There will be no scones for you if you do. I will never cook for you again, young lady.”

“So, Neko’s boyfriend, are you in straight or gay porn?”

“It’s Graham, and I don’t think I have the look of a porn star, but if I did, I’m thinking gay porn is more my thing.”

Ri giggled, but I shot to my hands and knees before standing and staring at the man I slept with the night before. Okay, notsleptwith, but who cuddled me, all while thinking he was straight.

“What? What do you mean gay is your thing? Hello, your ex-girlfriend.” I slapped my hand over my mouth and closed my eyes on a sigh. “Never mind. There goes my mouth spewing forth shit before my brain has time to catch up.”

“I think I’m offended. It sounds like you don’t think I’m cute enough to be gay?”

“No,” I elongated the word for a second before I continued, “You are…”

So I paused for a long moment and ran my eyes down his naked chest, taking in the hair on his pecs and a trail that ran down his stomach and disappeared under his boxer briefs. I licked my lips and maybe drooled. The blanket hid his legs, but I could imagine—

“I’m?”