Page 148 of Fly's Path

Oh…“Yes. I can build whatever home she would like. Wherever she would like to live. Though I hope that home might be in Silent Valley, where my family lives. But if we needed to become snowbirds, I could deal with that to keep her warm and comfortable.”

“We do have heat here.”

“Sheri likes to run outside.”

“Oh, does she? What else does she like?”

“Chocolate milk. Silly movies. Her friends. Games. Kissing me. Falling asleep in my arms.”

“That is quite a list. You’ve been paying attention to her.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“If I were to give you this opportunity, would you do everything in your power to give that woman everything she needs?”

“And everything she wants.”

Viola nods. “Well then. That’s it. I’ll expect the two of you to start attending Sunday dinner in approximately two months. If you don’t, I’ll be forced to take drastic measures. Do you understand?”

No. “Yes.”

“Good. Now go work on your plans. I have things to do.”

“Plans?”

“How you’re going to convince Sheridan to build a family with you.” Viola walks away without another word.

It worked...sort of.

My phone rings as I step out of Viola’s home.

Bear’s name flashes on the screen. Why would he be calling…Torque. He’s babysitting Torque. “What’s up?”

“Did you forget something?”

Huh?

“A short little thing with angry eyes and funny shoes? She’s asking for the pickpocket. Said she had plans with him.”

Jett. I can’t believe it. “I forgot all about Jett. Can you do me a favor and distract her for a while? I’ll be there as fast as I can.”

“Distracting her won’t be a problem. How am I supposed to distract the teenage boys that are now standing here in the great room staring at her and flexing on occasion?”

I groan silently. Why did I say yes to mentoring a teenage girl? Except we want to steal her from Maddox. “Have the boys show her their bikes.”

“What? Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

It’s a terrible idea. “Yup.”

Bear chuckles. “Maddox is going to hate you. I’ll take care of it.”

Date Number Two

Sheridan

Every part of my body hurts…like literally throbs, even my fingers. Deacon and Gabe are evil, evil men. They bonded over tormenting me—which is kind of what I hoped would happen. Minus the pain part.

But I need to get up out of this ridiculously comfortable bed and get ready for my run. Fly is going to message me soon. He’s always prompt…which I really love about him. But this morning I could do with a lazy prince.