Lizzy dropped the bags of groceries on the floor in the kitchen, astonished to see the dishes had been emptied from the sink. The hum of the dishwasher greeted her ears. A wild hair had crawled out of the guys, if the cleanliness of the house was any indication. Jake walked in, flashing her his pearly whites before giving her a hug. “Hi, beautiful! Do you need some help bringing anything in?” “Brent’s already outside loading up his arms,” she said, returning the hug and giving him a look. “Who cleaned up?” “I got most of it. Brent got the kitchen. I better get out there and help him bring in the bags.” Jake took off outside. Lizzy pinched herself, shaking her head. Usually, they just ignored her walking in with anything, continuing to play video games or doing guy stuff. She figured it was because they never really paid much attention to her comings and goings. That’s not to say they never helped her, but this combined with the cleaning... Maybe they were on something.
