“I didn’t!” Dillon said.
“Alright, alright! Let’s get some buns and I’ll put them on there for you,” Lazarus said.
“I want two!” Maverik yelled, pushing his way to the middle of the kids with two large bags of hot dog buns.
“You should be ashamed of yourself,” Lazarus teased him, “eating these kids’ hot dogs when we got all that other stuff over there you can eat.”
“Yeah, I should be, huh? But I’m not. I love me a good hot dog,” Maverik said. “Besides, I eat boiled seafood all the time.”
“Did you have any of the fried shrimp?” Valerie asked.
“Not yet, but I’m on my way over there next,” Maverik said, going back to sit down beside Travis. He handed him one of his hot dogs. “Told you I’d get us some before the kids ate ‘em all.”
“Didn’t doubt you for a second,” Travis said, taking a bite of his hot dog.
Cristie sat laughing and talking with Darcie, Analise, Harper, Candy, and Summer.
Tia and Amanda were laughing over something on their phones, and everyone was having a great time. Except Keegan, who sat quietly with Anahla, not really talking much to anyone.
Remi finished his game and walked over to where Cristie sat laughing with Analise, Harper and Summer. He leaned over the back of her chair and kissed her lips when she looked up at him.
“I just love that,” Analise said.
Cristie grinned at Analise. “I’m pretty excited about it myself.”
“You need anything?” Remi asked.
“Did I see Sheryl frying some more shrimp? I’d love some of those fried shrimp. And I think she fried some mushrooms, too,” Cristie said.
“I think you’re right. Want some?”
“Yes, please,” Cristie said.
Remi kissed her again, then walked off to get Cristie some fried shrimp and mushrooms.
“Baby! Baby you want something to eat?!” Havoc yelled across to Analise when he noticed Remi making a plate for Cristie.
Analise laughed. “I’m good,” she answered, then looked over at Cristie. “You see what he’s doing, don’t you? He doesn’t want to be outdone by you and Remi.”
Cristie laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever met anybody more competitive than Havoc.”
“Emmalyn. Emmalyn is more competitive than anybody I know. Even Havoc,” Analise said.
“Ohhh, you’re right!” Cristie said.
“I guess that’s why she’s so good at what she does,” Analise said.
“What does she do?” Darcie asked.
“She’s a field agent for the FBI,” Analise said.
Summer’s head angled a bit as she thought about what she’d just been told.
Harper noticed. “No! Nope, not a good idea, Summer.”
“Why not? I could be a good FBI agent. Nobody ever suspects me of anything. They think I’m all about the hair and nails and fancy clothes,” Summer said.
“You are,” Harper said.
