“Are you sure? Because I could have sworn that I heard you sobbing,” Trevor said, letting out a disappointed sigh when he didn’t find anything.
“That’s what it sounded like to me,” Jason agreed, gesturing for Trevor to get out of the truck.
“I was embarrassed for you,” Trevor admitted, his tone laced with pity as he opened the door and jumped out.
“I wasn’t sobbing, you asshole! I was choking on the slimy pond water one of you forced down my throat!”
“Wow, this is just getting sad,” Jason said, shaking his head in disgust as he followed after his cousin. Before Connor could tell both men where they could go, Jason shut the door and headed for the warehouse, leaving Connor to curse and move his ass as he resigned himself to spending the night in jail.
“Hands off, woman!” Trevor demanded, but she ignored him as she shoved him back against the brick wall. She threw a warning glare at Jason as he tried to step away and head for the warehouse that promised unlimited free samples.
She pointed her finger from one man to the other as she leveled a hard glare on them. “I am not going to jail for the two of you, so listen up and listen good. You are only allowed to hit each sample cart ten times and that’s it.”
“You bitch!” Trevor and Jason gasped in outrage.
Ignoring them, she continued. “And while we’re at it, let’s get to the other rules.”
“Rules?” Trevor repeated slowly, eyes narrowing to slits on her.
“You are not allowed to eat in any of the restaurants in town or within twenty miles of the town unless I am there with you.” At that announcement, Jason’s eyes narrowed dangerously on her. “Also, you are not to buy anything that requires you to show your driver’s license. If you hit the grocery store, you’re each limited to one carriage full of food per day. You can order in, but you’re only allowed to order enough for six people.”
“I’ve always hated you,” Jason bit out in a huff as he turned his back on her and headed for the double doors of the warehouse.
“Ditto,” Trevor said even as he threw his arm around her shoulders and gave her a reassuring squeeze or a warning, she wasn’t sure which. The warning wouldn’t exactly surprise her since she’d basically just put them on a strict diet.
As they walked through the double doors, she pulled her club membership card out of her pocket, hoping against hope that the ban the manager threatened them with seven months ago had only been a warning. She really hoped it was, otherwise, they were going to have problems keeping her cousins fed enough to follow her rules.
She really didn’t want to spend another night in jail.
“Good evening and welcome to Sam’s Club. Can I see your card, please?” the smiling greeter holding the clipboard asked as they approached the entrance.
“Of course,” Rory said, making sure to give the man a warm smile, praying that he just gave her card a quick glance and let them be on their way.
Before she could hand her card over, a large tan hand covered her good hand and stopped her.
“They’re with me,” Connor said, holding her hand by his side as he handed over his card.
“You folks have a good evening,” the greeter said, still smiling as he handed Connor’s card back.
“You, too,” Connor said, giving her hand a slight tug, effectively pulling her away from Trevor’s side so that she was walking with him. She heard her cousin’s amused chuckle but ignored it as she walked with Connor to the row of oversized carriages.
Once she was sure that they were out of earshot of the greeter, she asked, “What was that all about?”
Connor let out a long-suffering sigh as he pulled a carriage loose. “You’re banned, Rory.”
“I know that, but so are you, so what the hell was that all about?” Rory asked, giving him a gentle shove out of the way and stealing his carriage.
“I didn’t get banned, baby,” he said, swooping in and giving her a swift kiss as he deftly stole the carriage back, “only you did.”
“How is that possible?” she demanded, gesturing wildly towards the automotive department. “You were the one that started it!”
His answering chuckle as he walked away had her contemplating running him down with a carriage for old time’s sake.
“You got banned from a warehouse?” Trevor asked, coming up to her right side as Jason joined her on the left.
“What kind of loser gets banned from a warehouse?”
Chapter 31
