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Chapter Thirty-One
“Is therea reason I was nearly run down by a redhead in a Jeep?” Frankie asked as she walked into the kitchen on her way back from some errand she needed to run, though she wouldn’t say what.
Jonas couldn’t see her because Louisa was holding him hostage with a sharp little fist and an amazing right hook—a right hook that had sent him to the floor with one swing.
“Yes, Jonas is an ass,” Louisa stated from above him, her fist raised.
It was when Louisa had punched him that he’d realized he had made a mistake. He should have just talked to his sister about his plan. It had been a great plan that had fallen into place since the two sisters were already in town to pack up Louisa’s remaining stuff from George’s house. It was just a stroke of luck that they had asked him if they could stay with him for the night. He had needed their help in this.
But things hadn’t turned out as planned. Not at all.
“I thought I was the only one who thought that,” Frankie said and looked over the island at him and chuckled until she saw that his eye was turning colors. “Did the redhead hit him?” Her voice even sounded sincere.
“No, I did. He lied to me to get her here.” Louisa grinned at what she had done, proud of herself.
“So, this wasn’t a little family reunion?” Frankie waved her hand around, which made the dozen bracelets on her wrist clink noisily.
“No, he wanted me to lure her over for some nefarious reason.” Louisa nearly hit him again as he tried to sit up.
Holding up his hands in protection, he said, “Not some nefarious reason, I wanted to talk to her and tell her that I love her.”
“Oh, he loves her,” Louisa mocked.
“I do, and she won’t talk to me on my own.”
“Have you tried? She’s actually very easy to talk to,” Louisa stated, finally relaxing her fists and then checking out the back of her hands in amazement.
“Jonas is more used to screwing her,” Frankie said as she sat down on an island stool.
“How do you even know? You weren’t even there,” he asked his sister, who now had the most unbecoming shade of blue hair.
She shrugged. “I hear things. Mostly from this one, so stop getting caught at it.”
“I happen to be in love with her,” he announced to both of them.
“So, you keep saying to me, but do you say it to her? Because I think she might be more interested in that information than me. I’m a bit put off by it. I mean, you’re supposed to be my brother, and she’s kind of my sister. You’re stepping into the icky there.” Frankie made a face of disgust.
“I can’t talk to her, so I can’t tell her. She happens to live in a house surrounded by a half dozen overprotective sisters,” he said, knowing exactly where she was.
“That’s just an excuse. There are only three that live there now: Lucy, Agatha, and Buzz, which is the same amount you have here. Yet you’re sitting on the floor afraid of a nineteen-year-old that wouldn’t hurt a fly. Unless you hurt her sister; then it seems she will pop you in the eye.” Frankie laughed and mimicked a punch.
“I’m not afraid of her.” He didn’t look at her either in case she popped him in the other eye. She had really surprised him with the first, which was how Buzz was able to get out of the house without him catching her and talking to her.
But Frankie was right; he knew where she was. He had known all along. All he had to do was knock on her door … and probably get another black eye from another sister. Then maybe he’d get to talk to Buzz. It was just a toss-up at that point.
“I think that’s a dangerous house for me right now,” he said.
“You think, Jonas? You got her pregnant and then walked away,” Frankie stated, making Louisa’s eyes pop. He hadn’t informed her of either.
But if he hadn’t, and Louisa hadn’t, who had? Was Frankie talking to Buzz or even another sister?
“I didn’t know until this week, and I told her I wanted to be in the baby’s life. And Buzz’s,” He hurried to tell Louisa as he watched her fists clench again.
“If you already told her, why do you need to tell her again?” Louisa demanded, looming over him.
With his arms up again in protection, he stated, “I didn’t actually tell her I wanted her, just the baby. But neither of you were there. I just found out I was going to be a father.”
“So what? This family is full of people who don’t actually care about being around. Why would you want to be?” Frankie asked.
