She answers immediately. “Did he tell you anything?”
“Not much. All I know is that he got in a fight over her last night. From what he did say, I’m assuming a boy hit Savannah and then Keaton hit the boy.”
“Oh, God,” Madison says. “No wonder Savannah hasn’t stopped crying all morning.”
“I think you should call Scarlett.”
“I’m going to. I just feel awful that I didn’t notice the black eye last night.”
“We can’t see everything, Madison. Don’t beat yourself up over this. And also, I know if my kids don’t want me to see something like that, they’ll go out of their way to hide it.”
“Thanks, honey. Are we still on for this morning? You sound tired.”
I sigh. “Iamtired. There was all sorts of drama going on in my neighbourhood last night. I kept getting woken up. I was concerned at one point that your brother was going to take matters into his own hands and sort shit out once and for all.”
“That sounds like something Scott would do. I’m surprised he didn’t.”
“I have my ways of distracting him.”
“No wonder you’re tired today. If you wanna skip shopping, we can do it another day.”
“I don’t want to skip it. Besides, the girls are so excited for it. I imagine a mass revolt if we don’t go today.”
We’re shopping for Madison’s oldest daughter’s formal dress today and have been planning this trip for weeks. Willow hasn’t stopped talking about it, and neither have Jewel or Savannah who are coming with us.
“Okay, we’ll meet you at ten. And pray for me that Scarlett and Wilder don’t drive all the way home to Brisbane after they hear about this black eye.”
Savannah and her brother are staying with Madison and J for a week while her parents are in Mt. Isa helping Wilder’s brother pack up their mother’s home to move her to Brisbane. His father passed away last year, and Wilder has finally convinced his mother to move closer to him and Paul.
“I’m on my knees, babe,” I say as I round the corner into the kitchen and spy my husband.
“Yeah, I bet you are.”
I laugh. “You have a filthy, filthy mind.”
“Honestly, I’m just thinking I’d rather be on my knees, on my back, on anything instead of having to deal with teenage girls this morning. Oh shit, I have to go. See you later.”
The call ends and I place my phone on the kitchen counter before moving into Scott and putting my arms around him. I look up and meet his gaze as his hands find my ass. “We’re not having any more children. I absolutely refuse.”
Amusement flickers in his eyes. “That was a given.”
I rest my chin against his chest, still looking up at him. “We’re also not having sex for like a week. You wore me out last night.”
His hands leave my ass, and he brings one up to slide into my hair while curving his other one around my neck. “That’snota given. I’ve got plans for you tonight.”
I arch my brows. “Oh, really?”
“Really,” he growls before his lips crash down onto mine and he kisses me as if he hasn’t kissed me in weeks. It doesn’t matter if we go days between kissing or hours, Scott always kisses me like he can’t get enough of me.
I’m breathless when he finally lets me go. Smiling at him, I say, “Okay, so maybe I’ll let you proceed with those plans tonight.”
His eyes search mine. “What’s going on with Madison and Keaton?”
I share the story about Savannah’s black eye with him and the small amount of information Keaton shared with me.
“I’ll talk to Keaton about this,” he says, looking as angry about this as his son did. If there’s one thing a Storm man can be counted on for it’s looking out for the family members of their brothers. The tension that’s filled his body tells me he wants to get to the bottom of this.
I tighten my hold on him. “No, leave it, Scott. You two will just get into an argument. He’s not going to tell us anything more.”
