Robert walked right in, as if he owned the place. Daniel clenched his jaw so tight it looked painful, and moved to follow—only for Grandma Edith to step in front of him. “I didn’t invite you.”
Daniel let out a disbelieving laugh. “Grandma, I’m your own grandson!”
She’d let everyone else in, but not her actual grandson. Daniel shot a look at Amelia—after living with her so long, his grandmother seemed to have forgotten who was family and who wasn’t.
Grandma Edith glared at him. “Nonsense. Amelia is my real granddaughter. At best, you’re my ex-grandson-in-law.”
Daniel squeezed past her anyway. “Correction: We’re not divorced yet. Drop the ‘ex’—I’m still in the running.”
Amelia stood in the doorway, exasperated. What a circus. Why did everyone have to pile in all at once?
Ashley came in with a tray of tea. Robert spotted Ruby playing whack-a-mole in the corner and walked over with a smile. “Hey, Ruby, mind if your uncle plays with you?”
Ruby beamed. “Sure!”
Of course he knew how to win kids over. Not to be outdone, Daniel followed. “Count me in, too.”
The play mat was a good six feet long, but with two grown men squeezed onto it, it suddenly looked tiny. The sight of two hulking adults and a little girl all whacking away at a toy barely big enough to fit a man’s palm was… well, there were no words.
After two rounds, Amelia finally couldn’t take it. “Let her play on her own.” With those two around, poor Ruby barely got a hit in—Daniel kept smashing the moles before they even popped up.
Daniel eyed Robert, waiting until he got up before standing himself.
Robert took a seat on the sofa and sipped his tea. Grandma Edith’s eyes sparkled as she leaned in. “So, Robert, is there anyone special in your life?”
Daniel added dryly, “Better double the dose. Her condition’s clearly getting worse.”
He was right there, and she was matchmaking for Amelia as if he’d already dropped dead.
Ashley practically dragged Grandma Edith out, leaving an awkward silence behind. Amelia coughed and glanced apologetically at Robert. “Don’t mind her. Sometimes Grandma gets a little confused.”
Robert just smiled. “No worries. Older folks always care the most about marriage. It’s natural.”
Suddenly, there was a loud thunk—a glass tipping over. Daniel waited until all eyes were on him, then casually set the glass upright.
Amelia grabbed some napkins to mop up the spill, shooting him a glare. “Honestly, you’re a grown man. Can’t you even keep a glass upright?”
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