“Mom’s being modest. She’s actually making crack and cheese,” Jamie, her other son, corrected.
I laughed. “I’ve heard your mother’s a phenomenal cook. I can’t wait to try it.”
“Well, please don’t get too used to it,” Maisie warned. “Hatch still does most of the cooking, but I do have my specialties I break out for special occasions.”
“Is my woman cooking?” Hatch bellowed from somewhere in the house, and Maisie rolled her eyes.
Hatch walked in and made his way to Maisie, pulling her against him and giving her a kiss that bordered on pornographic. Doc slid his arm around me and gave me a much more virginal one.
“Jeez, Dad,” Flash ground out. “Can you get a room?”
Hatch pulled his lips away from Maisie’s long enough to glare at his child. “This whole fuckin’ house is our room. Should I desire to fuck your mother on that table, I will and if you don’t like it, you can walk your ass out.”
“Connor,” Maisie admonished just as Jamie said, “Gross.”
“I have, you know,” Hatch added.
“Have what?” Jamie asked.
“Fucked your mom on that table.”
Jamie stood, shoving his chair back. “And now we need to burn the table.”
I dropped my head to Doc’s shoulder to keep myself from totally losing myself in laughter. Holy crap, I couldn’t wait to torture our kids.
“Okay, I’m gonna go puke,” Flash said. “You folks have fun.”
Jamie followed Flash out of the room and Hatch kissed Maisie again before opening the fridge. “Beer, Doc?”
“Yeah, man, that’d be great.”
“You want wine, baby?” he asked Maisie after he handed Doc a beer and me a bottled water.
“I’ll wait a bit, love, thanks.” She sprinkled more cheese on the ‘crack’ and slid it back in the oven. “How was the meeting?”
“It was a meeting,” Hatch said, wrapping an arm around her.
“Right.” Maisie gave him a quick nod. “No questions. Got it.”
I smiled and asked Doc, “Are you sorted with the clinic set up?”
“About that...”
“What?”
“Gina’s hoping I can meet with her tomorrow.”
“Which means, no shopping,” I deduced.
“I can take you shopping,” Maisie offered. “In fact, I bet a few of the girls would be in as well.”
“You’ll need to tell me how many, Sunshine, so I can cover you adequately,” Hatch said.
“I really just need you to cover me adequately, love.”
He grinned and smacked her ass. “Cheeky.”
She laughed and nodded. “You taught me well.”
