Allie asked, stroking Jillian’s hair. Nearly half an hour had passed since the worn out teen had sought respite from the rowdy play involving Sophie, Carter, and the nephews on the Emerson side. She’d slumped next to her on the couch and hadn’t moved a muscle since. “Yeah,” Jillian said. “I’m glad the cousins were here. It gave Bree’s kids someone closer to their own age to play with.” “And you a chance to snuggle up to Porter for a while,” Allie added. Jilly’s face reddened. “Yeah, until they all wanted to play with us too,” she said with a laugh. Allie nodded. “Yeah. Seemed like they had a lot of fun.” “Mm hmm,” Jillian agreed. “I wonder when Uncle Shane’s going to get married.” “Probably won’t be long now.” Of course Allie’s cousin, Shane, wasn’t exactly the girls’ uncle, but he was close enough.
