Oh man.
Smithie.
What now?
“I love my job.You love your job.I got a great family.Yougot a great family.We both got kickass friends,” Mo growled.“And we’re stillmoving to Hawaii.”
On that, he turned on his bare foot and stalked out.
I moved to snatch up my bralette and pull it on.I thengrabbed the cream cotton camisole that matched the cream in the waistband of myshorts and was skintight, even if in the chest area there was less to be tightagainst, and tugged that on.
Then I went flying from the bathroom just as I heard, “Youare not horning in on my action!”
That wasn’t Smithie.
That was Tex.
Oh shit.
I kicked up my pace and rounded the corner at the bottom ofthe stairs only to slam into Mo’s immovable back.
He twisted to catch me with an arm and pull me to the sidejust as Tex caught sight of me, jabbed a finger Smithie’s way, and boomed, “Tellhim!He’s nothornin’ in on my action!”
“Tex, honey, what are you talking about?”I asked in what Ihoped was a calming voice.
“You asked Tex to give you away?”Smithie demanded toknow…from me.
Yeah.
Oh shit.
“Tex?”he bit out.“Not me?”
Shit.
“Smithie—” I started.
“I’m her stepfather,” Tex mini-boomed to Smithie.
“I don’t give a shit,” Smithie returned to Tex.
Tex’s face started getting red.
Ah, hell.
“You got other daughters,ones you made,” Tex shotback.“Givethemaway.”
“I will,” Smithie rejoined.“The ones of my bloodandthe ones who want me to who dance for me.”
“Dance for you?Dance for you?” Tex was windinghimself up and I knew he’d finished that endeavor when he put both hands to hishead and then jerked them straight up, bellowing, “That’s entirelyloco!”
“What’s loco about it?”Smithie retorted.“No one gets tosay what family is.”
He had a point there.
Tex stabbed a finger my way with his gaze still locked onSmithie.“I sleep beside her mother.”
“I introduced her to her man,” Smithie fired back.
