Hell, it already was biting him in the ass.
But she seemed happy, so he’d find some way to deal with it.
On her street, a few houses down from hers, he saw it beforeshe saw it.
And when he saw it, he knew things were going to get evenworse.
Terrific.
“Ohmigod!”she cried, cutting herself off from talking aboutsome peacock outfit she was thinking about stripping in, somehow getting thisidea from Tammy’s new man.
He knew then that she saw it too.
“You get to meet my nephews!”she exclaimed.
Yeah.
All three.
They were running around on her sloped front lawn, lookinglike they were playing tag, while a blonde woman who had to be her sisterlounged on the front steps.
Eddie Chavez’s woman and boys, and as Mo brought themcloser, he saw he could call that without even knowing Lottie’s sister wasmarried to Chavez.
His boys were stamped all over with him.Put one in a kidlineup, Mo would have called Eddie, or his brother Hector, no sweat.
Seeing as they wanted whoever was after Lottie to know shehad protection, Mo didn’t park in the garage at the back in case the guy waswatching.He parked in the front.
Something he did right then.
And Lottie was practically clawing at the door before heeven came to a complete halt.
He threw his truck in park just as she hit the locks.
Then she was flying out.
And his day got worse even though many men would describe itas exponentially better.
This was because she dashed up the slope and was immediatelyhit with one boy, the tallest, so probably oldest, then two, and finally thethird, the youngest, toddled over and jumped on.
Lottie started going down with the first hit.It was afeint.The kid was maybe seven or eight and not small, but she could havestayed standing.
But not if she wanted him to think he could best her.
Something she obviously did.
Slowly, forcing himself to take in the surrounding area ashe did it, Mo got out, rounded the hood, noted the sister, Jet, was up, hadmoved a bit forward, had hands on hips, but she wasn’t watching her boyswrestle with their aunt on their aunt’s front lawn.
She was focused on Mo.
He could see Eddie going there.She was pretty, not aspretty as her sister, but pretty.Curvy.Way more curvy than Lottie.Dressed injeans, flip flops and a tight, long-sleeved T-shirt that showed no cleavage butstill didn’t leave much to the imagination.
Mo would lay money on the fact that Chavez both loved andhated that T-shirt.
Loved it when she wore it for him.
Hated it when she wore it in public.
This unlike Lottie, who was in another skintight tank, thisone neon pink, and faded jeans (but Lottie also was wearing flip flops).
