After entering the living room, Kade found Riley lounged back in the chair, his arms crossed, his expression stubborn. Meg’s expression was one of frustration. Kade knew that feeling well when it came to dealing with Riley.
He handed her the papers. “Everything checks out.”
Riley straightened. “What? She’s really my sister?”
“Yep.” He shrugged. “You might as well go pack. If you’re going to try living with her, now’s the best time to do it. School doesn’t start for a few weeks yet.”
Kade grimaced. “According to Steve, she is your sister and your guardian.”
“Who I never knew existed.” Riley aimed an accusing glance at Meg.
“That’s not my fault,” she exclaimed. “I was a kid, too, you know.”
Riley paused, obviously not happy. “Do you promise I can come home if I don’t like it?” he asked Meg.
“I said we’d talk about it.”
Kade gave the woman points. She held her ground. She’d need it.
Riley caught her evasion and turned on Kade. “I can call you, right?”
The boy was wavering. The idea of spending time in Denver probably appealed to his wild side. Kade bit back a smile. “Any time. You know that.”
“Fine.” Riley heaved a dramatic sigh. “I’ll try it.” He stomped toward the staircase. “But I won’t like it.”
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