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Aisha is gapping at Stephanie, who is staring right back. Both of them have identical expressions of “oh shit” and Clay is torn between laughing and pulling Aisha aside so she won’t scare the hell out of Jensen’s niece with a death glare. He doesn’t have to do either because Cougar breaks the tension with a chuckle.
“Tia Aisha,” he says with laughter in his voice.
“Maybe we should all start calling her that,” Clay joins in, winking at Stephanie to reassure it that it was okay. “What do you think, babe?”
Aisha kicks him underneath the table, which makes him laugh out loud and the last bits of tension drain away. Aisha, for all her killer instinct, is blushing just a little bit.
“She can call me Aunt if she wants, but the rest of you…” Aisha trails off, glaring at them. He and Cougar share an unrepentant smirk which gets him another kick under the table and then Stephanie clears her throat.
“You still owe me rent, Miss Aisha.” She points to the little shoe that landed on her property.
Aisha sighs a bit. “I’m getting fleeced by a child.”
“Oh how the mighty have fallen.”
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