Julia’s eyes widened in realization. "It seems your ’friend’ is a woman—or perhaps your friend has an odd fondness for lip gloss. Or," her voice rose dramatically, "is he a man who swings the other way? Justin, don’t tell me you swing the other way too, and that’s why you keep rejecting all the blind dates I set up!" Her tone was full of mock horror. "Am I really not going to have my own great-grandchildren?!"
Justin ran a hand through his hair, frustration building. The start of this day had already been a disasters, and now this?
Noah, standing off to the side, was visibly struggling to keep from laughing. It was rare to see his normally composed, commanding boss so utterly helpless and frazzled.
"Grandma, stop being so dramatic. You know that’s not the case," Justin sighed, walking into his room and unbuttoning his shirt to change into his usual attire.
But, of course, Julia followed him right in. "If it’s not, then what is it?" she pressed.
"Grandma, I’m not a kid anymore. You really shouldn’t be barging into my room when I’m changing," he remarked, tossing his shirt aside and grabbing a fresh one from the wardrobe.
"I’m your grandma, and you’ll always be a child to me," she shot back, but she did turn around, facing her back at him to give him some privacy. "Now, tell me what’s really going on."
"Nothing is going on, Grandma," Justin repeated, pulling on his clean shirt and hoping she’d drop the subject.
Julia, of course, wasn’t having it. "Fine, then tell me when you’re planning to introduce me to my granddaughter—your sister, Natalie."
Justin froze, his words slipping out before he could stop them. "She’s not my sister."
"Brat! How dare you say that?" Julia snapped, whirling back around, her eyes full of outrage.
Justin realized his mistake instantly, but more than that, he realized that deep down, his heart had already rejected the idea of Natalie being his sister. There was something in him that simply couldn’t accept it.
But for now, he had to soothe his grandmother.
"She’s not officially a Harper yet, Grandma," he said, trying to backtrack while tucking his shirt into his pants.
"That may be true, but she’s still your sister," Julia insisted stubbornly. "And I want to meet her soon."
Justin felt like his time was truly running bad.
If Julia met Natalie, and called Natalie her grand-daughter, that would be another blunder. He didn’t know how Natalie would react to know it and also, ask him why he didn’t tell her before. His mind was turning into the whirlwind of numerous questions.
To him, everything seemed to turn into a mess soon, a kind of mess which would be difficult for him to sort out.
Seeing him lost in thought, Julia raised her eyebrows. "Did you hear me?"
"Yes, I did," Justin replied, snapping out of his daze. He fixed his clothes and turned to face her. "I’ll take you to meet her, but you have to promise me you won’t tell her she’s your granddaughter. I’ve told you before—she’s already dealing with a lot."
’Wait, women in my life?’ Justin felt surprised at his own thought, ’Since when have I started counting Natalie as the woman in my life as well?’ but then he concluded, ’Once I bring her back home as a daughter of Harper family, anyways she would be a part of my life just like Julia?’
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