Chapter 9: Casually Rubbing Parts.

I spit out the cherry tomatoes in my mouth. “What?” Roman remained smug and unbothered complimenting my mother's hairdo. “That's a great question actually.” Lizzie added. “Not like it's any of your business, Chloe, but I'm not.” She just shrugged. “Oh well, we were just curious. You know, Roman's way up up there and you're well, barely scraping by. If he's into you to the point of marrying you then… I guess we're right to wonder if you’re either trapping him with good sex or a baby.” Chloe dabbed the corners of her mouth with the napkin. “Chloe!” Mother gasped. “Can't a man be in love, blondie?” Roman drawled. “It’s possible. But with my sister? That's difficult to believe.” “Your sister's perfect. Too perfect. There's nothing difficult to believe. Unless you've got really low IQ which seems to be the case here.” Roman stated. I laughed. “Excuse you?” Chloe snapped, then immediately turned to dad. “Dad, did you hear that? He just called me unintelligent!” “You defending her, son?” “Alw