you, Rambo!” I exclaimed. I made a show of squeezing his muscles and he laughed.
Max came up behind me and put me in a head lock, something he and Garrett used to do all the time. “Hey Gar, do you remember when we used to practice all our wrestling moves on her?”
Garrett chuckled. “Yeah, I remember you teaching her your famous foot snapping technique and her testing it out on my balls.” The room erupted into laughter.
I slapped Max’s arm and he marginally loosened it around my neck, so I could speak. “Your balls broke my big toe!”
“I’d completely forgotten about that,” Max howled.
“Teach me,” Ellie chimed in.
“Hell no!” Max said.
“I’ll teach you later,” I whispered and Max tightened his hold on my neck. I playfully slapped his arm. “Honestly, Gar, what are you doing in Charlotte?” I asked.
“Yes, Garrett, do tell,” Ellie sarcastically repeated. She crossed her arms over her pregnant belly and tapped her foot expectantly, which made me giggle.
Max quickly let go of my head, grabbed his bride to be and gave her a big smack on the lips, before explaining, “When I found out Rocky was finally going down, I had Garrett relocate to Charlotte to watch Ellie for me. He ended up liking it so much, he decided to stay.”
“Tell the rest, Max,” Piper said from the kitchen doorway. “Ellie had no clue who the hell Garrett really was. She thought he was just a guy Kurt hired to tend bar at Dragonfly,” she explained.
“Pi, you made it!” Ellie moved to Piper, pulled her into her arms and whispered in her ear. Piper flashed us a lukewarm smile. The feeling I was missing something washed over me and I made a mental note to ask Max about it later.
“Ellie got over it and is now my friend, right ?” Garrett stressed the word right.
“Right,” Ellie rolled her eyes before hesitantly agreeing.
“When do I get to see Dragonfly?” I asked.
“I have to go by after dinner. How about I take you with me?” Kurt suggested.
“Speaking of dinner, it’s ready to go whenever we are,” Joss announced from the dining room.
Over dinner Max asked Garrett a million questions about his new business. Apparently Garrett had hired two new guys. I paid half attention to the conversation. I was, however, sad to discover I’d missed Ellie’s bachelorette party by a few days. Piper, Joss and Ellie had me in tears describing how Joss hired the police strippers to pretend to arrest Ellie.
“You should have seen Ellie’s face when the policeman whipped off his pants and jingled his jangle,” Joss howled.
“All I could think about was getting to Ellie before they cuffed her. I was ready to tackle him if need be,” Piper laughed. Max scowled, which made us laugh even harder.
After dessert, Kurt had to drop by Dragonfly and I happily went with him. It kept me from thinking about Cas and all the things he could be doing.
Dragonfly was amazing. The guy behind the bar was even more so.
“Hey D. How’s business tonight?” Kurt asked.
“Not bad.” He glanced at me and then back to Kurt. “So much for marital bliss,” he dryly stated.
“Funny. Meet Max’s sister, Sarah. Sarah, this is Dillon Whitaker.”
“So, ole Maxwell has a sister? Now that you mention it, I can see the family resemblance,” Dillon said.
“Sarah? Is that really you?” A set of beefy arms wrapped around my waist from behind. I reared back, not only to see who had me, but also to catch a tiny breath of air. A somewhat familiar portly guy smiled down at me. “It’s Harry, Kurt’s cousin. Please tell me you haven’t forgotten me?”
The last time I had seen Harry Greenfield he looked like Dana Carvey from Saturday Night Live. He didn’t even remotely resemble that now. “Harry! How are you?” I asked, patting him on his chunky back. Dillon caught my eye and winked. I ignored him.
“Harry, for shit’s sake, you are strangling the poor girl. Let her go,” someone said. He released me and I sucked