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“Why? You swear all the time.”
“Says who?” he growls.
Molly gasps on the other side of the kitchen. Rob turns toward her.
She shrugs in defense. “I told Madam Amazing that I can hear it, but I can’t say it.”
Rob lifts a brow. “Madam who?”
“Amazing. That’s what she wants to be called,” Molly explains.
Rob slowly turns back to me. He opens his mouth to speak, but I place a finger against his full lips and halt him from saying anything rude.
“You raised a good-mannered kid. If you won’t let her call me Tara, then she calls me by my chosen moniker.” I bat my lashes up at him.
He grunts in return. It’s long and deep. “Molly, you can call her Tara, but only because I refuse to have you call her Madam Amazing.”
I smile.
Swaying over to the island, I take the paper grocery bag and fold it up. “All right, boys. Time to get to work. I didn’t wake up at five in the morning to drive out here so I can stare at your sourpusses all day. My girl and I have a day planned.”
Rob closes the refrigerator door with a huff. “Call me if anything happens.”
“I will,” I say, taking another bite of the apple.
“I was talking to Molly. I have a feeling she’s gonna be the more responsible one.” Rob starts walking out of the kitchen with Jesse in tow.
I laugh sarcastically at his comment. “I’ll have her call you after her pole dancing lesson.”
The two men stop in their tracks and turn around, Jesse with a mischievous smile on his face, like he’s trying not to laugh. Rob hits him in the chest.
“Let’s go.” Rob grips Jesse’s shoulder and pushes him toward the front door, then points a finger at me. “You just try to behave for the next ten hours.”
I give him a soldier’s salute as I follow him. “Yes, sir!”
Gruff mumbles are said by Rob, which I’m vaguely sure are laden with colorful words that should be heard yet not repeated. I blow him a kiss as they go off for a day of work on one of Rob’s construction sites.
With the door closed behind them, I lean on it and look at Molly. “Okay, kid. What kind of trouble can we get into around here?”
CHAPTERSIX
“Unfair advantage. You own this game!” I shout as I launch half my body across the air hockey table.
“I hardly ever play because Jesse is a jerk who refuses to go up against me.”
“That’s because he knows he’ll lose. People never want to participate in things they’re not good at.”
Molly smacks the puck with her pusher. “My friend Nicole does that to me too. We only play what she wants, which is fine because I like playing everything.”
“Pushover,” I call her. “It’s cool you’re amenable, but don’t let a friend boss you into playing something you don’t want to play. What are you into?”
“Air hockey. And slime. I love to make it, but my friends aren’t into it anymore. They like their phones and iPads. We just play online stuff when we’re together.”
“You can play that stuff when you’re apart. Your idea of slime is way cooler. Back to this Nicole chick. Is she a good friend?”
“My best friend. We do everything together. I even pack her favorite snacks in my lunch box.”
“Super cute.” I block the puck from getting into my goal. “What does she pack for you?”
