It Couldn’t Be You by Rebecca Jo Jackson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Rebecca Jo Jackson
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JORDAN BOYFRIEND <3
Hey babe, text me when you’re leaving the Hernandezes
house.
JORDAN BOYFRIEND <3
If you leave early enough, maybe you could stop by my
fam’s?
ME
I might be here a while! It’ll probably be too late to stop by.
There is wine flowing tonight, and everyone’s here.
JORDAN BOYFRIEND <3
Who is “everyone?”
There he was, standing in the doorway. His skin still caramel, but his dark
curls longer, messier.
“Emma,” he said almost teasingly, a grin tugging at half of his face.
Katie had invited me over to the Hernandez house for an impromptu
Christmas party with her family. Because in this big family with six
siblings, there were four brothers and two sisters. Katie was the middle
child, and Tanya was the oldest. The youngest, Ricky, had a new girlfriend,
and I was called in to help assess. Katie didn’t trust the others to truly know
how to evaluate the way she deemed necessary.
“Gabriel.” I cocked my head curiously.
“You’ve come to be merry with us?” he asked, moving to the side and
gesturing for me to come inside.
“Of course, I can’t miss a Christmas party or Mama Linda’s Christmas
tamales.” I stepped into the open concept entryway, which expanded to the
left with a big living area with walls covered in family photos and plants in
nearly every corner and a kitchen drawing me in with scents of cumin,
garlic, and lime, or the right with the formal dining room in shades of red
and green and the well-worn stairwell leading up to bedrooms and the loft.
I could see everyone, as usual, gathered in the living room and kitchen.
We always turned left at this house.
“I hate to break it to you, but you might be a few days early for the
tamales, Em,” he said, closing the door behind me.
“I know there are some tamales somewhere in that kitchen,” I said, “this
close to Christmas.”
The Hernandez house could be described in two words—loud but also
delicious. Linda was always cooking something up in the kitchen. There
was always some stain on her shirt since she constantly forgot to put on an
apron until midway through a recipe.
“I didn’t realize you were home,” I said, avoiding direct eye contact
with Gabe.
“I always make it home for Christmas,” he said, stepping in closer to
me. We were only a couple of days out from December 25. I don’t know
why I hadn’t accounted for his eventual arrival.
“I guess I just haven’t seen you in a while,” I said awkwardly.
“So, you forgot about my existence?” His voice was low. This
conversation was just for us.
“Of course not,” I said.
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