I shook my head. “I want to talk about Saturday.”
“Family night.”
“Which is... what?”
“Family, friends, kids, whoever wants to come. We grill and the kids run amok. It’s a time for everyone to get to know each other.”
I reached over and squeezed his arm. “Why do I feel you’re being evasive?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a big deal, right?”
He sighed. “Yeah, baby, it’s a big deal. We’re burying Scrappy as soon as the coroner releases the body, so Saturday’s a chance to blow off some steam.”
“I can reschedule with Bellamy.”
“She can come,” he said.
“What about Mina?” I asked.
“Yeah, she can come, too,” he said. “I figured she would. Leo, too.”
“Did you already talk to Leo?”
“No. Wasn’t gonna do anything until I talked to you.” He took a swig of beer.
I waved a finger at him. “You are learning, young Jedi.”
He nearly did a spit take as he burst out laughing. “Jesus. I wasn’t expectin’ that.”
I smiled. “Are you sure you don’t want to close ranks? The stuff with Scrappy’s going to be really hard.”
“Iamclosing ranks. You’re part of those ranks.”
I liked that. I liked that a lot. “I will see what Bell wants to do. Hanging with a room full of ‘hot as fuck’ bikers might just be right up her alley.”
“Hey now,” he growled.
“Her words, Hyde. Not mine.”
He narrowed his eyes as he took another swig of beer and I laughed.
“You’re so not scary.”
“Apparently, I need to try harder,” he said.
“Don’t you dare,” I demanded.
His phone dinged and he grabbed it off the coffee table and glanced at the screen, raising an eyebrow.
“Everything okay?”
“I’ve been approved as an official foster parent.”
“Bullshit,” I said. “How?”
“I thought you wanted this to happen A.S.A.P.?” he challenged.
