“Seems a splendid idea,” he says to me. “We certainly demonstrated how well it works today, did we not?”
“We’d have to test it with other men to see if it was the naked torso factor, or if it was theyoufactor,” I tell him. “I’ll put out a call on socials now that you’ve gotten me some new followers. See if any other guys around town are willing to work for tips for a day to stand in my burger bus shirtless.”
He frowns.
Simon.
Frowning.
Look at that. He’s hot when he’s frowning too.
Ryker makes a noise. “You fucking willnot.”
“Oh, because you’ll do it?” I ask him.
He ignores the question. “Will you take the damn vegetables and go home?”
“Yes and no. I’ll take the vegetables, but I’m not going home.”
He closes his eyes and sighs heavily. “Why not?”
“Well, old man, because I’m coming to your house. I owe Simon dinner for helping me sell out today. And you have the best grill and the most room for his kids and security team and Daph and Hudson too.”
Ryker stares at me without blinking.
I give him my best you-love-me-and-you’ll-love-dinner smile.
“This isn’t a private dinner?” Simon asks.
Ryker growls. “Fuck, no. Bring the army to my house. Better cook something good.”
“Do I ever not?”
My brother looks at me, then down at my crooked breasts, then over at Simon, then back to my face. “Guess we’ll see.”
20
ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY
Simon
This is undoubtedlythe most charming farm I have ever visited.
As we pull beneath the iron gateway announcing our arrival at Sunrise Fresh Farm, I notice rows of leafy green plants, a red barn, and a white farmhouse. Trees and a few buildings dot the rolling meadow, which is sectioned off by natural wooden fencing, with some sections having rows of plants, while other sections appear to be unbroken ground or simply grass.
Although the temperature is still fairly hot, the sky is a brilliant blue and spotted with thick clouds that may or may not drop rain and thunder on us later.
The charm doesn’t entirely make up for the fact that my balls are still achy and unsatisfied after being interrupted with Bea, but at least my boys are happy.
And I certainly have new fodder for fantasies.
Which I will be acting out alone for the foreseeable future.
I nearly sigh, but catch myself as I remember where I am.
Namely, in a car. With my children.
About to have dinner with Bea and her family.
