“Oh my bad, I thought you said…” She glances at Owen, remembering we have little ears in the room. “Something else.”
“Mm-hmm, sure you did.” Tyler groans. “I’ll come up with a different plan.”
“Just because a man lives with me doesn’t mean I’ll jump his bones, okay? I have willpower…mostly,” she mumbles under her breath.
“Does he have tattoos?” Katie asks.
“Uhh, yeah,” Tyler responds.
“Oh okay, then yeah, she’s doomed.” She laughs. “Bad boys with tattoos are her kryptonite.”
Everleigh waggles her brows with a smirk. “I’ll be callin’ him daddy in no time.”
Katie clears her throat, eyeing Owen, but he’s not listening.
Everleigh shrugs.
“Plus, I wouldn’t even charge him rent. He could pay in other ways, though…” Everleigh taunts.
“Absolutely not,” Tyler barks. “You’re the last thing he needs the minute he gets out of prison.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asks, offended, and it takes everything in me not to laugh at their antics.
“It means he needs to focus on rebuilding his life, not getting mixed up in a relationship.”
“Who said anything about a relationship? We can be friends with benefits.”
He points at her. “Exactly. No.”
“What’s friends with benefits?” Owen asks, and we all turn toward him.
“Thanks, Everleigh,” Katie deadpans.
“Sorry,” she mouths.
“We’ll talk about it later,” Katie tells Owen.
“I’m gonna grab dessert,” I interject, hoping to shift the conversation since everyone’s finished eating.
“While he’s doing that, I have a couple of gift bags for y’all,” I overhear Katie tell them.
I take the peach cobbler out of the oven, then find the scooper and grab the ice cream. Once I have everything, I bring it all to the table and set it down in the middle.
“That smells heavenly.” Gemma inhales deeply. “Baby agrees.”
“What’re these for?” Everleigh asks when Katie hands her one of the bags.
“I didn’t know we were exchanging gifts.” Gemma takes hers.
“Stop worrying, it was a surprise.” Katie smiles as she takes her seat. Her knee bobs under the table, and I place my hand over it to calm her. “Anyway, open them up!”
The first item they take out is a candle.
“Oh my gosh, I love the smell of baby powder.” Gemma sniffs. “So fresh and clean.”
“Well, I’ll just light this to scare off Archer. Most men run at the hint of babies.” Everleigh snorts. “Problem solved, brother.”
Tyler shakes his head, not amused.