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“Y’all are so gross,” Priscilla grumbled.
I pulled my daughter into my arms and hugged her tight, getting glitter all over her, too.
“Love you.”
Then I left, seconds after my woman, laughing as Priscilla tried in vain to get the glitter off of her shirt.
Book:Double Tap
CHAPTER 19
Do not fuck with a woman who can do tequila shots without cringing. She’s not the type who will fight you with one titty out in front of the police.
Janie to Kayla
JANIE
“This really, really sucks,” I said to my best friend, Kayla. “Like, if I could think of something worse than this, I don’t think it would be anywhere near as bad. I dream of long walks down the aisles of Target. Like, why did everything have to shut down at once? It was like, one day I had paradise in my hands, and the next, everything was taken away. Hot sauce and guacamole. Breadsticks from Olive Garden. Sweet tea from Texas Roadhouse. Great American Cookies from the cookie factory. Cute new clothes at Target. Coffee. Kayla, I haven’t had my hair trimmed since January. I think my split ends have split ends.”
Kayla looked at my hair. “I could trim your split ends for you.”
I jackknifed up on the couch.
“Oh, would you?” I gasped. “Just the tip.”
Just as I said that last part, Rafe walked into the room. “I don’t even want to know.”
With that he walked right back out, leaving us alone all over again.
“The kids will be napping for about thirty more minutes,” I said. “Do you have scissors?”
Kayla frowned. “This is your house, Janie.”
I rolled my eyes. “I have children, Kayla. Where, exactly, do you think I would find scissors?”
I gestured to the room at large. It was a freakin’ mess. Honestly, at this point I’d just stopped cleaning it up.
She walked over and started to push toys out of the way. Books. Sippy cups. Trash.
She bent down and picked up a pair of scissors. However, they were that kind that you could cut out shapes with. These happened to be half triangles.
“These?” she teased.
I frowned. “It couldn’t look that bad.”
She walked over and started to cut my hair.
At first, it wasn’t looking too bad.
But then, all of a sudden, Rafe walked in with my father and I realized my mistake.
I couldn’t see myself. And since Kayla was doing the cutting, she couldn’t really see just how bad it was either.
But my father and Rafe could.
“Oh my God.” Rafe covered his face with his hands. “Please, for the love of all that’s holy, tell me you did not just allow someone who has no experience cutting hair to cut your hair.”
“I don’t know,” Dad said. “It’s very 1990s.”
