“Tremendous,” she replied, pressing into him.“Though,hungry.”
Yeah, he was too.
“And Mag got home a while ago,” she went on.“We shouldprobably come up for air and go see if the Rockies won.”
This meant, go out and start laying the groundwork to findout what kind of guy Mag was so she could set him up with the right woman.
Mo grinned at her.
Lottie knew he knew what was on her mind and she grinnedback.
He touched his mouth to that grin, pulled away and muttered,“Gotta do one thing first.”
“Okay, baby,” she replied.
He kept her close and reached an arm beyond her to hisnightstand, tagging his phone.
He brought it back, engaging the screen, letting it see hisface then he rolled to his back, taking Lottie with him so she was draped downhis side.
She rested her cheek on his shoulder and commenced drawingrandom patterns on his chest.
Mo suddenly wasn’t all that hungry.
He hit the phone button on his screen and made his call.
“Well, hello, Mo, so glad you called.This means I can talkTrine down from sending out a search party.”
Mo smiled at the ceiling.
“Hey, Ma.”
He felt Lottie tip her head to look up at him.
He kept his eyes on his ceiling.
“How are things?”his mother asked.
“Things are great,” he replied.
“Great?”
Her tone was a mix of surprised, dubious and concerned.
To say his mother was not in the dark about some, if notall, of his issues was an understatement.
“Yeah, Ma, just got off a job.”
“Hawk giving you some downtime?”
“Yeah.But back tomorrow,” he told her.“Though after checkin and debrief,hopin’ he’ll give me the weekend.”Hepaused before he shared, “Listen, I met somebody.”
Lottie tensed in his hold.
Complete silence from his mother.
To say Tammy and the others weren’t beloved by the otherwomen in his life was another understatement.
“And I want you and the girls to meet her,” he finished.
