“My kid?” I asked in horror. “Did you grow him in a lab?”
Remy chuckled and opened the pickup door. A tiny baby goat tumbled out. Parker caught him and handed him to me.
“He’s so precious! Look at his little horns!” I squealed when Parker handed me the warm, furry little bundle. He bleated at me and licked my nose.
Parker smiled warmly and leaned over to kiss me. “Does that mean you’re accepting my offer?”
I looked guiltily at Mark. “Tell your mom I’m sorry,” I said sheepishly.
Mark shrugged. “She’ll live.”
“That’s right, we won and you lost!” Hunter crowed.
“You all are so petty,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Thanks, Mark. I have some friends who I can hook you up with.”
He shook his head. “It sounds like my mother’s going to need some more help at the foundation. Maybe I’ll table my return to the dating world for now.”
“You still have to come to the Rural Trust opening,” I told him.
Parker and his brothers gasped in horror.
“If it even happens,” Mark said. “I heard it was on the rocks.”
“Oh, it’s happening,” I said forcefully. “We’re going to have a meeting with the deputy mayor and straighten all of this out.”
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Parker
“I’m so happy you’re back,” I said, turning to kissing Sadie in the back seat of the pickup.
“Get a room,” Davy complained, twisting in his car seat.
“We can switch seats,” I told Sadie. She was wedged between Davy’s booster seat and me.
“You can’t fit in the middle,” she said. “I don’t know how you managed to make the drive, what with the box, the flowers, and the goat.”
“We barely made it,” Hunter said from the front seat.
“I really like the gift box,” Sadie said. “We should sell a similar subscription box on the Rural Trust website. Maybe we could send it out once a quarter. I love subscription boxes! Oh, and it has food.” She took out a bag of cheese twists. “Yum! Of course it’s made by Girl Meets Fig. I’m addicted to their food.”
“Those are spicy!” Davy said when Sadie handed him one.
“We’ll have to include something other than moonshine to wash it down with if we sell these.” Sadie took a swig from the bottle of alcohol and coughed. “That needs work. We cannot send that out.”
“If we’re going to have a meeting with Meghan, we should go in sober,” I said.
Sadie shook her head. “Ida’s going to be there.”
“Shoot, hand that bottle over.”
* * *
Sadieand I were slightly tipsy when Remy dropped us off in front of City Hall.
“Be excellent.” He saluted us.
“Should we have prepared a little more?” I asked.
