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get up."
    I try to roll back over, but a surprisingly strong Liza stops me.
    Cracking one eye open, I look up at her.
    "Shouldn't you be as hung over as me?" I mumble.
    "First of all, it's almost noon. And second, unlike you, I was shoved off the couch at five this morning." She playfully narrows her eyes. "So, I ate something, took a shower, and got myself dressed."
    "Such an overachiever," I groan, stretching my body. "Why am I getting up?"
    "Because you're done now." The words are hard, but motherly.
    "Done with…?" I hedge.
    "With this." She waves her hands over me.
    "But—"
    "No buts, Sid," she says, cutting me off. "This is how we do things."
    I cross my arms over my chest and sulk on the couch.
    "The pity party's over, right?"
    I ignore her.
    "Right?" she asks again.
    "Right," I snap, pursing my lips.
    "And now what do we do?"
    Sighing, I drop my arms.
    "We unleash our inner Xena Warrior Princess on the world," I growl, hating that she's right.
    "Exactly, so get up," she orders, taking me by the arms and pulling me to stand. "Now, get showered, because you smell like old canned cheese, and meet me in the kitchen." She straightens her arm out and points to the hallway.
    "Fine, but I won't like it." I take two steps and get a slap on my ass. "Ow, what the hell?"
    "You liked it," she says, tossing the words I always say back to me.
    I narrow my eyes on her and rub my ass cheek.
    "I forbid you to hang out with me anymore," I say, walking down the hall for the shower.
    Liza's laughter follows.
     
    Twenty minutes later, with wet hair, my favorite paisley print leggings, and dark purple tunic top, I slip into a chair at the kitchen island.
    Liza puts a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast along with a glass of orange juice in front of me.
    "What's all this for?" I eye her suspiciously.
    She leans forward onto her forearms, and says, "I have an idea."
    "Which is?" I press.
    "You should get away from here."
    "I just got back," I remind her, shoveling a forkful of eggs into my mouth.
    As the flavor of the eggs bursts on my tongue, I glance up from my plate, and say, "You cooked them like I do, in the bacon grease."
    She nods. "Yes, you can blame me for your future heart attack."
    "I'm so okay with that," I say, going back to my plate.
    "Just, listen. You need to get away from…"
    She hesitates when I narrow my eyes on her in warning.
    "From him . So, take a vacation." She shrugs.
    "I have about fifty thousand things to do." Using my fork, I point toward my workstation.
    "Let me finish," she scolds. "I have to leave for New York tomorrow night."
    "What about Chris and Mia's wedding?" I inquire, since it's next week.
    "My things are packed. Julia's going to make the arrangements to get everything I need there with Jackson."
    "What about Kel, Lucas, and Sean?"
    "Lucas and Sean are going with us. Kel has to work, so he's staying at the house."
    "Is Julia still your house sitter?" I raise my brows and purse my lips.
    "Don't get me started," she sighs. "I'm starting to suspect something is going on there," she groans.
    "Wait, how old is Julia?" I fork some more eggs into my mouth.
    "Twenty-two." Liza scowls. "And Kel's only nineteen," she exclaims.
    "Way to go Kel, getting himself an experienced girl. Is she old enough to be considered a cougar?" I ask, earning a glare. Undeterred by the face she's making, I continue. "Or, since she's still pretty young, do we call her a kitten?"
    "You're not funny," Liza quips.
    "First of all, I'm fucking hilarious. Second, let the boy get some of that kitten. She's older, more experienced. She can show him the way of the vagina. Lord knows, most men don't grasp the concept of foreplay or a g-spot," I snort.
    "Still not funny, Sid."
    I shrug.
    "So, about you going to the wedding?"
    "I'm going to fly down a day late from New York."
    "What's in New York?" I interrupt, again.
    "You remember, the musical I was asked to audition for? I have a second call back to…" she pauses, narrowing her eyes on me,