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LUCY OLIVIA
Trick elbowed me in the arm and snickered. “I think you freaked out the baby uncle.”
I arched a confused eyebrow. “Baby uncle?”
“Yeah.” He grinned. “It’s like a baby daddy. But an uncle.”
With a sigh, I sent him a dry glance for his strange term before clarifying, “Whatever, you’re the one who freaked him out. Geez. I can’t believe you just proposed to me.” Then I looked down at my Frosty and fries and scooped them back into my arms protectively. “I don’t have to give these back now that I said no, do I?”
“Nah.” He stole a fry and popped it into his mouth. “But you do have to share.”
“Bully,” I teased affectionately, even as I let him steal a handful more.
We wasted a minute, standing there hovering over the box and contentedly eating until it was empty.
Finally, Tr
