Chapter 181

“No. It isn’t. Not that I wouldn’t have appreciated a call—”

“Of course. I’m so thoughtless.”

Jay’s face tightened as he struggled to stay expressionless. A sharp impression he likened to shock went through him when Dean whispered his sister’s name. April stared at Dean before glaring again at their mother. Jay frowned at Dean, who glanced at him, before sipping from his wine glass.

What in the world? Why had Dean butted in? Since when did Dean try to help April?

“When you tell me to cook for an extra person and then that person doesn’t—”

“People change their plans, Mother. Sometimes it can’t be helped.” At least April put down her knife.

“I’m not saying it can. And don’t call me motherin that tone.”

April ignored her. “Dean can eat for two, maybe three.”

“I’ll help.” Jonathan tried a smile on for size. “Any more potatoes?” He shrunk under his wife’s glare.

“I’m full,” Dean said when April shoved a dish at him.

“You won’t want dessert, then.” Their mother crossed her arms.