“Mud fight.”
She jerked her head over her shoulder. Bogs was smiling, but his eyes were set on the picture.
“You had a mud fight?”
“It was supposed to be a snowball fight.” Bogs chuckled. “We were expecting a snow storm, and you know for Houstonthat’s rare. Well, they had built it up to the point where schools were closing with anticipation for it. I spent days talking about everything we were gonna do. Had a kickass design for a snowman for Rox. We were gonna sleigh ride but the biggest plan was for an epic snowball fight. It’s all I could think about. You can guess what happened, right?”
Kenzie turned to face Bogs and playfully pouted. “It never snowed.”
“No, and I was pissed, and so fucking disappointed. They were calling for six inches, and all we got was rain, and a shit ton of it.”
“That sucks.”
“Right?” He shrugged glancing down at the picture. “But with all the rain, it made for some awesome mud balls.”
“When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade.”
Bogs shifted his glance to Kenzie and grinned. “You love those sayings, don’t ya?”
“Well, it certainly fits.” The deep voice husky voice came from behind Bogs. Kenzie looked over his shoulder to see an older man. He was smiling as he walked over to them. Bogs laughed and embraced the man in a hug.
“Hey Dad.”
“Was wondering when you were going to show up. Not like you to be late for a party.”
“Last I heard it was dinner, not a party.”
“Well, Roxanne had other ideas.” He stepped forward reaching out his hand. “You must be Kenzie, I’m John.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” Kenzie took his hand.This was his dad? Most men her dad’s age didn’t hold much appeal to her, but John was very handsome, and in great shape.
“It’s very nice to meet you, too.” He eyed Bogs and smiled. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Kenzie watched the small exchange between father and son. How much did John know? Bogs smirked and shook his head. “Everyone out back?”
John chuckled. “Yes, you two should head on out.”
Bogs grabbed her hand and pulled her through the hall to the kitchen.
“What was that about?”
Bogs sighed and turned back. “I’m the last single guy in the family. They’ve all been waiting for me to fall. They’re taking a lot of joy in it. Fuckers.”
Fall? What was he talking about? She squeezed his hand when he moved forward. “Wait, Bogs, what do you mean by fall?”
He glanced over his shoulder as he gripped the sliding door leading into the yard. “Fall for a girl.” He tugged her hand, smiling. “Come on.”
She had no time to register what he had just said. When she walked through the door her eyes widened as she took in the scene. This definitely wasn’t a dinner. This was a party.
The bonfire had been started and people milled around the yard. A lot of people. Mostly her age, some a bit older. No one seemed to notice their arrival.Good. They could make a quiet entrance.
“Party’s here,” Bogs shouted, and Kenzie whipped her head up at him. So much for a subtle entrance. There were shouts of welcome and he gripped her hand tighter and led her into a larger group off the end of the deck. She didn’t recognize anyone but he introduced her to everyone.
She noticed he hugged or kissed all the women. Did he have to be so damn friendly?Settle down, jealousy isn’t a good look on you. She shook off the feeling. This man brought out a possessive side to Kenzie she hadn’t even known existed.
“Hey there.” A woman with blonde hair and a low-cut top came through the small group setting her sights on Bogs only. She was really pretty. Of course, she was. He probably had beautiful women throwing themselves at him all the time.
“Hey Kami, what’s going on?” He smiled and stretched his arm, which she curled into his side for a hug. She lingered longer than the rest of the girls he greeted.
