Chapter 52

“Better listen to them,” Judd cautioned. “If you don’t, the first time you invite us for dinner, Jenna will want to know why you didn’t.”

“We’re doing that?” Brax asked.

“Dinner? You bet. You owe us at least…” Judd looked at Jenna. “Ten, maybe?”

She nodded in agreement. “Definitely.”

By the end of the day, they had managed to get everything from both apartments over to the house and put in place. As they all collapsed on whatever seat was available, Kyle asked if they wanted him to call out for pizzas. His question was answered with “Hell, yes,” and “Duh,” or variations thereof from the others—so he did, ordering a six-pack of soda as well.

While they waited, Brax dug out the coffeemaker and coffee, then brewed a pot. “I even remembered which box we packed the cups in,” he said, setting them out on counter between the kitchen and dining area—for those who preferred coffee instead of soda.