“It’s a free country. I’m on my land and perfectly within my rights to beoutside. No need to knock.”
I rolled my eyes at him. I was so not in the mood for his jokes after what I just witnessed. “Can you go away?”
“Afraid not.”
“And why’s that?”
“Well, it appears there’s some issue between you and my brother. What kind of man would I be if I left before knowing all was okay on the home front?”
“The kind of man who’s not intrusive.”
He grinned at me. “Aw, that’s sweet that you think there’s anyone in this town who’s not intrusive. So, how did the first night go with the kid?”
I didn’t even want to think about what happened in there, but my cheeks flushed at the thought of what I walked in on. As if Jeff already knew, he started laughing.
“So, it’s going well?”
“Having a boy in the house is…interesting.”
“Uh-huh,” he nodded. “And that’s why you’re out here and Parker’s in there.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I tried desperately not to think about any of it. How the hell was I going to survive with two boys in the house? I really hadn’t thought this through.
“Relax. You did a good thing.”
“Did I?”
For the first time, Jeff’s jovial demeanor turned to something more serious. “Don’t doubt yourself. Someone should have stepped in sooner.”
“Then why didn’t anyone?”
He shrugged, not saying much as Parker walked out of the house with Wes trailing behind him.
“I’ve got the kid this morning.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, though deep down, I was thrilled not to have to sit alone in the car with him.
“I’ve got this, baby,” he grinned, snaking his hand around my waist and tugging me in for a kiss.
Wesley snorted, shaking his head as he turned away from us. “You guys aren’t gonna have sex with me hiding behind a curtain, are you?”
“Watch it, kid,” Parker scolded.
Stepping back, I cleared my throat uncomfortably. This was going to be awkward at best for a while, and I was going to have to deal with that. But for now, I needed to get to work, and so did my husband.
“I’ll see you later.”
“What are you doing today?”
“More investigating. I think I have a lead.”
Chuckling, he headed to his truck. “Well, don’t throw anyone through a window for answers.”
Rolling my eyes, I walked away. “One time. It was one time!”
“Three!”
“Whatever,” I muttered, stomping to the house.
