Page 119 of Perfect Enough
She giggled. “I don’t know. All I know is we get to eat Oreos!”
“So that’s why your father wanted me to buy all these packs of Oreos,” Grams said with a slight laugh.
Rhett came walking into the kitchen. He was the spitting image of my cousin Blayze. The bluest of blue eyes and dark wavy hair. He was even a big flirt, just like his dad. I was giving him less than five minutes to say something to Sophia.
“This is what we need,” Rhett declared, talking like he was twenty instead of six. “Cups, like the kind Grandpa drinks his beers out of.”
We all looked at each other before Morgan laughed. “The clear plastic cups.”
“Got ’em,” Grams said, holding up a package of cups. It was nice to see her smiling.
Rhett took them from her, looked them over, and nodded. “We need to fill ’em with barbecue sauce, hot sauce, mustard, lemon juice, ketchup, milk, that gross white stuff my dad puts on turkey sandwiches, and syrup…like what we put on pancakes.”
Leaning over, Nate whispered to me, “Where is this going?”
“I think I know, and once everyone else does, they arenotgoing to be happy they gave in to a six-year-old.”
Rhett looked up at Morgan. “Do you have money, Aunt Morgan?”
“Little dude, I’m the wrong mom to ask that question. Georgiana! Your child needs money!”
Blayze’s wife, Georgiana, walked into the kitchen looking confused. “Why does Rhett need money?”
“Hello,” Rhett said, ignoring his mom as he walked up to Sophia and held out his hand. “I’m Rhett Shaw. I’m six, and you’re awful pretty.”
I rolled my eyes and laughed.
“No, Rhett, you donotflirt with Josh’s girlfriend.”
Sophia was smiling, but when she looked at me her eyes were wide with surprise. All I could do was laugh even more.
“Daddy, I was just sayin’ hi.”
“Lord, the apple did not fall far from that tree,” Grams said as she put some of the condiments Rhett requested on the kitchen island. Lincoln, Rhett’s grandmother, got the rest.
“Daddy, we need money for one of the cups.”
Without even blinking an eye, Blayze opened his wallet, pulled out a few hundred-dollar bills, and handed them to Rhett.
“That’s what you call having your daddy wrapped around your finger,” Georgiana said, giving Blayze an admonishing look.
“Okay, we fill the cups with this stuff,” Rhett declared. “Tape the cups to the edge of the table. Then, we roll the Oreos down the table. When an Oreo goes into a cup, you have to eat it.”
We all looked at each other, horrified. “Does everyone in the living room know how this game is played?” I asked.
“They’re about to!” Rhett said as he ran out of the room, but not before calling over his shoulder, “See you soon, Sophia!”
“I’ll be damned,” Nate said. “He’s going to steal your girlfriend. Look at how she’s smiling.”
When I looked over at Sophia, she was indeed smiling and laughing with my mother. If I thought I was in love with her before, I fell even more right then.
“Dude, the look on your face right now,” Nate said.
Turning to him, I smiled. “Nate, I can’t wait until you fall in love. Plus, I’ll get that money we bet on at Avery’s wedding.”
He laughed. “You’re gonna be waiting a long time. I don’t think any woman would ever look at me the way Sophia looks at you.”
I turned to look at him and wanted to tell him I had seen a girl look at him that way. Haven. But in the end, I let it go. It would happen soon enough.