Chapter Twelve

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Mercedes Catherine knocked on her sister's door ‪Monday morning‬. "Marcy?"

The door opened. "Yeah?"

"Are you finished with your list?"

"List?"

"For Daddy and the Changs?"

"Oh. Yeah. Why?"

"Can you add something to it?"

"What?"

"For us to celebrate Christmas this year."

Marceline Anne stared at her thoughtfully before nodding. "Sure."

"Thank you." Mercedes Catherine bit her lip. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to be in the neighborhood."

"Yeah but it's not going to be the same. You're going to be busy with your new family."

"Is that what you think? That I'm going to forget about you?"

Mercedes Catherine nodded slowly.

"Honey, I could never forget you. You're my big sister. I'm only moving a couple streets over. I'm never going to forget you. How about this? You come over every Sunday and we'll spend the day together like we do now then you can come over during the week for dinner?"

Mercedes Catherine lit up at her offer. "Really?!"

"Yes."

Mercedes Catherine hugged her tightly, smashing their cheeks together. "Thank you! Thank you! I know you hate hugs but I wanna hold you anyway!"

Marceline Anne raised a brow but just let her hug her. "Shouldn't you be concerned with eating before Santana gets here?"

Mercedes Catherine let her go. "Thank you. Seriously."

"We'll invite Michael over. It'll be a double date type of thing."

Mercedes Catherine blushed.

"Did he call you at all yesterday?"

"He texted me good morning and goodnight."

"Aww! He's sweet on you." Marceline Anne pinched her cheek.

Mercedes Catherine made a face. "Stop mocking me!"

"I can't help it. You're so cute."

"You're cute!" Mercedes Catherine pinched her cheek back.

"Damn straight!"

Mercedes Catherine laughed. "Let us go feed my nieces and/or nephews!"

M-

Marceline Anne took the pages from her bookbag and shoved them across the table.

"What's this?" Malcolm put down his sandwich. Even though she said she was still mad at him, she permitted him to eat lunch with her again.

"It's our list of demands."

He flipped through it. It read like a contract, which he knew about because his DA mom taught him and his siblings about them. "You have lines for them to initial?"

"Yes."

"This is a great contract."

"Good. Because you have to sign. Along with a witness."

He nodded. He'd have either his brother or Chase sign. "So if they agree, we'll be officially engaged?"

"Yes." That stuck in her craw.

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