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Ned choked.
“You’re the one who’s always collapsing around me,” Lucas said. “Just come out with it. You want me to take care of you.”
“Jeez! The ego! How do you both fit in the same car?”
He grinned, and the orgasm became a possibility. She scowled, then looked around for help. “Jeremy! Please let me go home! I need a drink and my dog. Where is he, by the way?”
Connor appeared in her line of vision. He scowled at Lucas but didn’t punch him and looked down at her. “Nice play, Collie Dog Face.”
“Finally, someone appreciates me. Do you know where Rufus is?”
“Here.”
Her dog’s shaggy head appeared, and he began licking her maniacally. She scratched his ears with her free hand. “Who’s a good boy? It’s you, Rufus-Doofus! You’re the good boy! Yes, you are!”
“So that was kind of fun. You went down like a side of beef,” Connor said, because despite the fact that he was an adult, what was better than having your twin sister get hurt?
“Laugh it up,” Colleen said. “It will never top the time you sliced open your scrotum when we were six.” Connor, Lucas and Ned winced in unison. Good.
“Be right back,” Connor said. “I hear the ice cream truck.”
“Bring me a Mr. Nutty.”
And now Paulie was here, her face scrunched in concern. “Coll, I am so sorry! Really! You okay?”
“Oh, sure. Nice hit, by the way. Next time, I’ll try to catch it with my glove instead of my head.” She pried free of Lucas’s grip once more and patted Paulie’s muscular forearm. “No worries.”
“Hey, bud, can you hold this?” Ned asked, handing the ice pack to Lucas. “I see a girl I like. Sarah! Hey! How you doing?”
Lucas smiled down at her and put the ice pack back on her forehead, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You look cute,” he said.
Her special places crooned. “You’re a pervert.”
“I could be.”
“You guys make the best couple,” Paulie sighed with gusto. “Totally romantic.”
“No, it’s not, Paulie.” Colleen closed her eyes.
Itwas. Lucas was the first person she saw when she woke up; granted, she’d been out all of five seconds, but his worried face was looking down at her, and she could’ve sworn he called hermía.
That nickname was dangerous.
So what if he was divorced now? He’d be leaving soon, and she’d be smart to remember it. No matter how good he was making her feel.
“Where’s my child?” Mom pushed through the crowd, the smell of Jean Naté foreshadowing doom and despair. “Baby! You poor thing!”
Colleen heaved a Catholic sigh. “Hi, Mom.”
“My precious girl! Oh, Lucas, hello, dear. How nice that you’re tending to Colleen. The new windows look fantastic, by the way.” And back to Colleen. “Are we going soon? I’ll ride with her,” Mom announced with great overtones of martyrdom. “I’m hermother,after all.”
Her twin was back, eating a Mr. Nutty ice cream cone. “Where’s mine?” she asked.
“Ran out of cash,” he said, taking a bite. “Hey, Ma.”
“I’m going to the hospital with your sister. Are you coming?”
“Connor, do not let her come with me,” Colleen hissed. “I will kill you in your sleep if you let her come with me.”
