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“She had a blast. She’s very competitive. Fits in nicely,” she adds with a small smile.
I agree. My daughter fits in beautifully with Payton and her family. And they’ve all taken to her instantly, including her in everything they can. Bri eats it up like ice cream. She’s never had so much doting attention from so many women and men in her life. And that’s not including the extra devotion she gets from Payton. Those two are two peas in a pod when they’re together, which is often.
Abby and Levi join us as new drinks are passed around. The conversation quickly turns towards the one thing I’ve learned it always does around this family: sex.
“Ryan, how’s the pussy treating you?” Orval asks with a straight face. Unfortunately, for poor Ryan, who was taking a drink of beer, he wasn’t quite so lucky.
“Excuse me?” he stutters, his jaw practically dragging on the lawn.
“The pussy. Last I heard, she was tearing you up.”
“The cat,” Jaime whispers loudly through laughter and tears.
“Oh, yeah. That pussy. She’s…great.” The sarcasm rolls off Ryan in waves.
“Boots still doesn’t like Ryan much,” Jaime says, running her hand across his chest. “She gets mad when he touches me.”
“She bites me.”
“Yes, she bites him a little, but she’s just so cute,” Jaime coos.
“And how’s the pussy for you, Dean?” Orval asks, catching me off guard.
“Ummm, I don’t have a cat, sir.”
Everyone looks between Orval and me when he smiles widely and says, “I know.”
I walked right into that one, didn’t I? The entire group bursts into laughter, and even though it might be at my expense, I join in. When the laughter dies down, he glances back over to me, one eyebrow raised as if waiting for my answer. “It’s…great, sir.”
Orval laughs before turning his attention to Abby and Levi.
“Great?” Payton asks discreetly, the slightest of smiles playing on the corner of her lips.
“Well, what was I supposed to say? That his granddaughter rocks my world almost nightly?”
“Gorgeous, brilliant, and fabulous granddaughter,” she corrects.
My laughter draws attention, but I ignore them. “You are correct. You are gorgeous,” I start, kissing her bare shoulder. “Brilliant,” I add with a kiss to the back of her neck. “And fabulous.” This time, I go for the gold, turning her towards me and placing a kiss on those lush, full lips that taste like strawberries and beer.
I’m just starting to coax her mouth open with my tongue, completely oblivious to our surroundings, when a throat clearing interrupts us. “The toy room is available upstairs, you two.” Emma is there, a mischievous and flirty little smile splayed across her face.
“I wanna go play in the toy room!” Bri exclaims, walking with Emma.
Before I can say anything, Payton and all of her sisters yell, “No!”
“Is it messy? Is that why I can’t go in there? Daddy always makes me pick up all my toys at the end of the day or I can’t have my friends over to play.” The way everyone is laughing at Bri’s sweet innocence, I can tell there’s a story here.
“Toy room?” I whisper, inhaling the scent of her shampoo.
“Think Fifty Shades. Not Sesame Street.”
“Really?” I ask, pulling away to gauge if she’s telling me the truth or not.
“Dead serious.”
“Can I see it?”
“No! I don’t even want to know what’s in there. My grandparents use that room, Dean.”
