Lottie giggled before shoving the dinosaur into his face. “Daddy, meet Violet. Violet, this is Daddy.”
Travis leaned back with a chuckle before taking the dinosaur’s front leg between finger and thumb. “Very nice to meet you, Violet. I hope you and my Lottie-love have a long and wonderful friendship.”
“Don’t forget Molly Moo, Daddy. She has to be part of all friendships.”
“Of course she will be,” Travis assured her. “Now, what movie do you want to watch tonight?”
Chapter Eleven
Shifting back into her grown-up headspace had been easier after waking up with Travis between her legs, licking her pussy. They’d had just enough time for a fast, intense fucking before his alarm rang out and pulled them from bed.
The day had gone quickly, leaving her with only a dozen lollipops, which she passed along to some of the other vendors. They were packing up when Carri and Rooker arrived.
Though she and Travis were moving just as quickly, Lottie was concerned that Carri was falling into her relationship too fast and too hard. After reading over and agreeing with the simple consignment contract for the boutique to sell Carri’s crocheted critters that Rooker’s assistant had delivered to her that morning, Lottie then confronted her sister and her new Daddy with the hope of keeping her from going through yet another heartbreak. It was, after all, her duty to protect her sisters’ hearts, even if it was from themselves.
She only hoped she could live with the demands she was about to place on her sisters.
“If there really is such an attraction between you, if he really is your Daddy, then prove it. Come home with us now and don’tsee him for one week. Prove to yourself, and us, that he really is the man of your dreams.”
Before Carri could argue, Rooker stepped between them, facing Lottie. “Done. I’ll let her go with you today and will stay away until next Sunday.”
“But …” Carri started, but stopped when Rooker looked over his shoulder at her.
“No calls, no visits, no drive-bys. And you’ll stay away for one week.” Lottie clearly defined the terms of the separation.
“Agreed. But when I show up, I expect you to let your sister make up her own mind about what happens between us after that.”
“Does this mean you also will be staying away from your man for the next week, Lottie?” Tilly asked as she stepped up beside Rooker so she was facing both sisters and Rooker.
Lottie blinked and her cheeks began to turn a deeper shade of pink. “What man?”
“That one.” Tilly pointed to Travis who had just stepped from behind his table and was headed in her direction. When he saw them staring at him, he did a quick about-face and returned to his table. “You and he have been getting quite cozy over the past few days, going off in the evenings and not coming back to the hotel room.”
Lottie watched Carri straighten and study her as if seeing her for the first time.
“It’s not the same. We’re in …” Lottie started to argue, but Tilly cut her off again.
“It’s exactly the same. Just like you’ve fallen for that man who neither Carri nor I have been introduced to, Carri and Rooker have fallen in love. At least Rooker was gentleman enough to introduce himself, and he put up with our questioning without a complaint.”
“Yeah,” Carri said. “If I can’t see Rooker for a week, you can’t see him, whatever his name is.”
“And I won’t see the man I’ve met and fallen in love with,” Tilly added. “For the next week, we’ll go back to being the three Smith sisters while we purge and pack the house.”
Taking a deep breath, Lottie nodded. “All right. I guess if Carri can do it, so can I.”
Tilly then looked at Carri. “What do you say, Carri?”
Carri looked at Rooker who gave her a smile and nod. “We can do this, babygirl. It’s only seven days and then we’ll have the rest of our lives together.”
Carri turned to her sisters and nodded. “I’m in. But I reserve the right to be grumpy without getting harassed for it.”
Tilly giggled. “I have a feeling we’ll all be grumpy by the end of the week.”
Lottie remained silent, but had to agree with her sisters. She expected that without seeing or talking to Travis for a week, she too would not be a happy camper.
While Rooker helped her sisters move their things out, Lottie crossed the aisle to where Travis was sitting and reading on his phone.
“Ready to go?” he asked as he closed the book he was reading and stood up.
