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From then on, he was at least considerate enough to try the foods she placed on her own plate.
Thankfully, breakfast went by without too many problems. Falcon flirted with Momma and Aunjenue equally, keeping both women laughing while Daddy and the boys discussed the farm. Raeg ate silently, as did Summer. His declaration that neither he nor Falcon claimed her shadowed her mind no matter how many times she reminded herself that this was something she was already well aware of.
She’d already made her plans anyway. She didn’t need them sticking around too long and messing up not just her head but her heart as well.
It proved the suspicion that her daddy truly did read minds though, she thought heavily. No one could have known the sexual tension that fired between her, Raeg, and Falcon when others were not around.
Yet, her daddy knew.
Thankfully, breakfast ended. As everyone rose from the table, Summer joined Aunjenue and their momma in gathering the dishes and moving them to the sink.
“Falcon, Raeg, put those dishes right straight down.” Her momma’s firm voice had Summer turning, watching, as they slowly lowered their plates and cups to the table, their gazes moving to Summer questioningly. “Aunjenue, fix these two young men another cup of coffee. They can wait for Summer on the front porch.”
The subtle order wasn’t lost on Falcon or Raeg.
Both men glared at Summer.
“What should we do on the porch?” Falcon finally asked her mother charmingly. “It would be quite boring out there.”
Raeg slid him a hooded glance; whether he agreed or disagreed, Summer wasn’t certain.
“Summer’s gentlemen callers take coffee on the porch with her daddy after breakfast.” Her momma was firm despite the pretty smile she flashed. “Aunjenue, get that coffee. Summer, come help me with the table.”
That first mention of Summer’s gentlemen callers had Falcon and Raeg both pinning her with their gaze.
Restraining her smile, she merely lifted her brow and reached for the nearest plates and cups.
“Daddy’s waitin’ for ya’ll,” she told them softly. “Mind your manners though,” she suggested, meeting both their gazes warningly. “And don’t forget, I know many ways to kill you and dispose of your lifeless carcasses if you get me in trouble. Hear me?”
She didn’t wait for an answer. Dishes in hand she turned toward the sink, the sound of the screen door smacking smartly closed a second later. She shot Aunjenue a little wink as her sister stared back at her in awe.
Not that she wasn’t well aware that Raeg and Falcon both would make her
pay for the fact that they had to endure a much longer interrogation by her daddy now that breakfast was over.
That was just her daddy though. She contented herself with the fact that it shouldn’t get worse than what she’d heard earlier. Not being claimed by the men who spent the night wearing her into exhaustion with the pleasure they gave her was about as hurtful as it could get after all.
“You are in so much trouble,” Aunjenue snickered as she eased over to the sink where Summer was placing dishes in the hot sudsy water her momma had run to wash them in. “They don’t even know about the parties yet, do they? Let alone why—”
“Shh,” Summer hissed, glancing quickly behind her. Falcon and Raeg both were far too sneaky for her peace of mind. “I’ll figure it out.”
“Yeah, I can’t wait to see how you do that one,” Aunjenue snorted, on the verge of laughter. “Can I sell tickets?”
She was in so much trouble.
Thankfully, no one mentioned the upcoming parties, or “socials,” as her momma was calling them. And when she stepped out onto the porch, her daddy wasn’t frowning and her brothers weren’t gloating, so she decided Raeg and Falcon might get to live another day.
“I’m going home, Daddy.” Stepping next to him, she leaned down and kissed his cheek as he patted her shoulder fondly.
“See you later, baby girl.” He nodded, his gaze somber and filled with worry. “Caleb and Bowe can walk over with ya’ll, make sure the house is still secure.”
Her brothers were rising the second those words came from their daddy’s lips, as did Raeg and Falcon.
“Tell them to be nice to me or I’m sending them back in body bags,” she informed him, knowing her brothers for the troublemakers they were.
“Be nice to her boys,” he ordered them firmly. “Let her get used to bein’ home before the three of you start drivin’ her crazy.”
That was the best she was going to get, and she knew it.
