Page 38 of Coke's Clown


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She blinked at him, eyes laughing. “Quite possibly the cutest thing on earth, but you have to promise not to tease, because I’ll hurt you if they stop.”

“If it’s that cute, I’ll just watch and smile.”

“The boys—mostly Nate and Coke, but I’ve seen Fred and Coop play, too—get lit and play Rock Band. I mean, the whole thing—guitars, microphones, drums. Dancing, laughing.” She winked at him. “It’s adorable. Coke does ameanBack in Black.“

How did he not know this?

“Wow. I mean, I’ve heard Coke rock out toShook Me All Night Longin the shower…” Oh, God. He had to go get a Rock Band set. Now.

“Well, this is less naked, but possibly more fun. Nate plays the drums more than the guitar, but Coke? Man, his fingers are smart. It’s bizarre.” Tracy scooped up the littlest one, who was tugging at her jeans.

“Yeah?” Dillon grinned at that. “So. Who wants to go into town? I mean, I know you just got here.”

She grinned at him conspiratorially. “We could leave the boys with the kids and go…”

“Oh, we could.” Dillon plucked the little one from Tracy’s arms and swung him around. “Let’s find Daddy.”

“Da!”

Tracy chuckled. “That’s right. Daddy and Uncle Poppy.”

Dillon whistled, heading for the back door, knowing Coke would be filling Nate in on all of the plans he had for an outdoor living space. They were gonna freeze.

Coke glanced up as he opened the door, arms already open for Hailey to jump into. “Howdy, y’all.”

“Mommy says to find you!”

Coke kissed the little girl on the nose. “Good job. What’s up, cowboy?”

“Tracy and I need to run into town. She forgot something. You two can watch the kids, eh?”

Coke was so happy. Nate and company were a good thing.

“Of course. We need some snacky things, huh?” Coke’s smile just heated him up, made him feel more at home than he’d ever been.

“We do. We’ve just been thinking in terms of two.” Dillon winked. “Anything special you want, babe?”

“Tracy makes a snack deal with cereal…” Coke looked charmingly hopeful.

“You up to that, hon?” When Tracy nodded, Dillon grinned. “Then we’re on it.”

“Come on, Nattie. I’ll make some coffee for us and hot chocolate for the wee beasts.” Coke herded everyone back in. “We’ve got a feast planned for Thursday, I swear.”

“Yeah? I hear that Dillon’s sister is a good cook.” Nate winked over Coke’s head.

He rolled his eyes, but Coke nodded. “She’s a doll baby. Got some babies. It’s going to be wild.”

That was a spectacular avoidance of the question.

“She is a paragon among women. Come on, Tracy. Bundle up.” He nodded at Nate. “I’ll keep her safe.”

“Of course you will.” Nate handed Tracy some cash, kissed her. “Have fun shopping, baby.”

“Mmm. Cash.” She laughed and kissed the kids, too. “Y’all be good.”

Then they were off. Dillon waited until they were in the truck to hand over his iPhone. “Can you find out if there’s a store closer than Pocatello has Rock Band?”

“You got it, Dillon.” She grinned over at him. “Thank you for the invitation, huh? It’s nice to be with friends, family.”