Page 27 of Do-Over with my Ex

When I smiled at her, she only glared at me. I chuckled and looked at Noah, who looked just as amused as I felt.

“So, do you have plans for the summer?” I asked Noah.

“We’re just spending it with the kids, nothing serious. They’re a handful.”

Celine nodded. “I heard them this morning.”

Ava laughed. “Warner’s new favorite thing is to escape when we’re getting dressed and run through the house naked.” She pinched Warner’s cheeks. “You’re getting so fast, buddy.”

“Run of freedom!” Warner cried out.

I burst out laughing. “What?”

“Noah said it once, and that’s what he calls it now,” Ava said with a roll of her eyes.

Noah and I laughed.

“It’s not as funny as you think it is,” Ava scolded her husband.

“I think it’s actually funnier,” Noah retorted.

I glanced at Celine. She ate her scrambled eggs in silence.

“What about your summer?” Noah asked me. “You’re busy on the vineyard?”

“Yeah, most of the time, I work like a dog, but toward the end of summer, we always get a group of people together and go camping.”

“Oh, that sounds cool,” Noah said. “I can’t remember when last I went camping.”

“If I never go camping, I’ll die a happy woman,” Celine offered.

“You don’t camp?” I asked.

“Why would I camp when we have homes to live in with running water and electricity? The point of humanity evolving is so that we don’t have to live in tents and pee in a bush anymore.” She glanced at Warner, deliberately keeping her language PG.

I laughed. “It’s a lot of fun. Roughing it can be good for the soul.”

“My idea of ‘roughing it’ is no room service. We have enough to worry about without adding to it on purpose, you know.”

“What do you have to worry about?” I asked, still chuckling.

“That’s not any of your business, is it?”

I shrugged, and she buttered a piece of toast meticulously.

“It’s probably better you don’t go camping,” I said with a sniff. “You wouldn’t survive out there, anyway.”

“Of course, I would,” she clapped back. “It’s not that Ican’t, it’s just that I don’t want to.”

“I think I agree with Lorenzo,” Noah said. “I think you wouldn’t last a day out in the wild.”

Celine snorted. “Don’t be ridiculous. I just don’t see the point.”

“Come on, princess, you’re not cut out to be in the wild, and there’s no shame in that.”

Celine was getting worked up, and it was adorable to see her like that. If there was anything Celine hated more than being told what to do, it was being told what shecouldn’tdo.

“It would count in your favor not to underestimate me,” Celine said coldly.