"I'm sure your mama keeps them in line."
For the first time since we hired her, I saw a hint that Lee had a spunky side. She actually rolled her eyes. "They have her fooled. Totally and completely. She calls them her angels."
As I recalled, Mrs. Prescott was a tall, athletic woman who looked like she could kick ass and take names. And I often saw her leaving the grocery store with one of those cardboard six-packs for wine bottles. Of course, if I had four kids like the Prescott boys, I'd probably drink a lot of wine too.
"Mama's boys. The lot of them."
She chuckled and moved behind the counter to put the container of ice cream in the cooler.
"What are you doing here?" Sierra asked.
I lifted the bag that held our food. "I brought you some dinner."
"And your new boyfriend isn't attached to your hip?" she asked. "Or your lips for that matter?"
"Har, har. Do you want food or not?"
"Depends. What did you bring me?"
"Chicken, sweet potatoes, and broccoli."
Sierra sighed. "Nothing fried? Or covered in cheese sauce?"
I shook my head. "Not today. But if you play your cards right, I might make you some cheese sauce tomorrow."
"But will that help the broccoli you brought me today?"
"Do you want the damn food or not?" I asked, cocking my hip and staring at her.
"Well, since it's here and I'm starving, I guess I'll take it," she said with a sigh. She glanced at Lee and Kelly. "Will y'all be okay for a little while?"
Kelly looked out at the nearly empty dining area. "Yeah, it's pretty slow right now."
I turned and headed toward my office. Usually, I would eat in the kitchen but I knew Sierra would want to talk about my naked weekend with Brody and I definitely wasn't going to do that where my other employees might overhear.
Sierra followed me and took her apron off when I unlocked the door and went inside. I set the food out as she hung the apron up on one of the hooks by the door.
"Everything okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"
"Um, because I expected you to still be all over Brody until it was time to come to work tomorrow. Did y'all already have a fight?"
I stared at her in surprise. "A fight? Why would we be fighting?"
"I don't know," she said, waving her arms around. "You tell me."
"Sierra, everything's fine. Brody and I are adults. We can spend time away from each other to do things, to live our lives, etcetera. Just because we're having sex doesn't mean we have to spend every waking minute together."
"Maybe not, but usually after the first time people have sex, they go through a sort of honeymoon phase where they want to be around the other person all the time. I'm sure you've at least heard of that before, right?"
"Yes, I've heard of it before," I answered dryly. "I've even experienced it once or twice."
"Then why are you cooking me dinner instead of eating it off of Brody's naked ass?" she asked.
My lip curled a little at her words. Brody had a very nice ass, but I didn't necessarily want to eat food off of it.
"Please, you said you'd eat bonbons off Chris Evans' butt when we watchedThe Avengersthat one time. And you haven't been in love with him for over half your life."
