“Okay.” Ismiled, leaning in, and kissing him gently. “Bringing me Chinese on a sleepySunday is a great way to make me feel comfortable and safe, just FYI.”
“Whatever youneed, Daisy, I’m here for it. But if I fuck up, you gotta tell me. Don’t shutme out, okay?”
I nodded. “I’lldo my best.”
He grinned.“Now, are we watchin’ a movie, or do you want to go do something?”
“How do you feelabout bowling?”
“I lovebowling,” he said just as my phone buzzed.
“Hold thatthought.” I grabbed my phone and saw Teagan’s text.
T:Busy?
Me:With Huck.
T:I’m more important.
I chuckled,deciding to call her rather than continue to engage in a text battle.
“Bitch, I’m sickof you ignoring me,” she said, answering on the first ring.
“Teagan, I justsaw you less than twenty-four hours ago.”
“Well, I missyou and you know how codependent I am, so what are we doing today?”
“I have no ideawhatyou’redoing, but Huck and I are going bowling.”
“Ooh, bowling.KingPins? Fun! We’ll meet you.”
I glanced atHuck. “Teag—”
“It’s fine,”Huck whispered. “The more the merrier.”
“Who’s we?” I askedTeagan but she was already gone. I rolled my eyes and set my phone back on thecounter. “Tornado Teagan has left the building.”
Huck chuckled.“It’s all good, baby. It’ll be fun.”
“Well, thenlet’s invite your sister.”
He grinned.“She’ll love that.”
The plan wasmade, so we got ready to go, then picked Louisa up, and headed out.
Daisy
TEAGAN’S ‘WE’ CONSISTED of her sistersHarper and Huxley, and their brother Grayson. Also, Cambry and her brother,Jagger, were there, along with Harm’s bonus kids, Briggs and Baylor. Hawk’sother son, Hunter, had joined the fray (Case was glaringly absent), andMaverick and Lily’s daughter, Charleston. Everyone was already spread out overthree lanes as they chose balls and put on shoes, so we joined them, and onceI’d introduced Huck and Louisa to everyone they didn’t already know, we pickeda lane and entered our names into the system.
Huck had failedto mention he was a pin shark, so by the time it was my turn again, my scorewas abysmal.
“Just telleveryone you played par, Ducky,” Charley joked.
Charleston wasalso an amazing bowler (curse her to hell), but she was also sweet and funnyand one of my best friends so I couldn’t hate her for it. I grinned, flippingher off before stepping up to the line.
Huck sidled upto me with a grin and crossed his arms. “Want some pointers?”
“Oh my god,absolutely,” I breathed out. “Why didn’t you ask five frames ago?”
