player is like Dean.”
She placed her fork on the side of her plate and wiped her mouth. “Unfair, Rhett. That would be like me telling you to never go out with another woman because they’re all like Jenny.”
Rhett’s blue eyes narrowed. “Thanks for bringing up bad memories, sis. Such a pleasure to have you over for dinner.”
Ashley threw her napkin at him. “Oh, be quiet.”
Her brother grinned. “I almost had you convinced, huh?”
That he was over what his long-term girlfriend had done to him, right after he came home from Afghanistan?
Yeah… There was no way Rhett would ever convince her he was over that.
“Almost,” she said lightly.
Rhett took his plate and headed for the sink. “When do we get to meet your new boyfriend?”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” she snapped and began to rub her temples.
“Oh Jesus,” her brother muttered. “You haven’t turned into one of those people, have you?”
She wrinkled her nose. “One of those people?”
“The ‘our relationship isn’t defined by labels’ people.”
Right now , her relationship didn’t have a label. At all. “No. I haven’t been dating him long enough to have a label.” But she had been dating him long enough to take a shower with him. Her cheeks heated, and she was thankful that her very perceptive brother’s back was turned.
“You know the rule, A sh. Three dates and it’s meet the family time,” he said.
She groaned. “That hasn’t been instituted since college.”
“You haven’t dated anyone since college,” he pointed out.
She made a face and picked up her plate, joining him at the sink to help with the dishes. “You wash, and I’ll rinse.”
“Don’t break the plates, brat.”
“Don’t be so bossy, Rhett Butler.”
This time, her brother made a face. “You would think our parents could have been a little more original with our names.”
“Could be worse.”
“Than being named after Gone with the Wind characters?”
She gave him a pointed look.
He grinned. “Forgot about Will.”
Ashley laughed. “He still fusses about me getting named after the guy instead of him. Bless his heart.”
“Frankly, I don’t give a damn, Ashley.”
She jumped, dropping the plate she was rinsing, and turned to face her other brother.
“Watch it,” Rhett called out
“Why Will Scarlett, fancy seeing you here.” Ashley mimed fanning herself.
Will muttered something under his breath and opened the fridge. “Got anything else to eat?”
“Don’t you have a home?” Rhett asked.
“ Su casa, mi casa ,” Will said with a grin. His blond head dipped out of sight, as he dug through the drawers. “Score.”
“I’m not cooking again,” Rhett said, as Will straightened. “Did you know Ashley has a new boyfriend? He’s a football player.”
Will bit into the hunk of a salami and grimaced. “Really?” He shook his head. “They’re all the same, Ash. Find someone else.”
Ashley smacked the sides of her legs . “You two need to get a life. And manners ,” she said, giving Will a pointed look as he ate with his hands.
“What?” He gnawed off another hunk, looking more like a boy of six instead of a man of twenty-six. “I’m hungry and didn’t want Rhett to have to cook for me.”
“You wish I’d cook for you,” Rhett said.
“I’m leaving,” she said, giving both her brothers a quick hug. “I have an early appointment tomorrow.”
“With Ryan?” Rhett asked, stretching out Ryan’s name to about fifty annoying syllables. There was no way she’d take him to meet her family until she was good and ready.
“And his dog , too,” she snapped.
Will choked on the food in his mouth. “You’re dating th e Ryan Turner?”
“Gotta go.” She waved at them and made her way to the front door, which her brother had left wide open. “Were you raised in a barn, Will?”
“Damn it, Scarlett. How many times have I told you to shut the door?” Rhett shouted.
“It’s Will, you pompous,
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