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Greta quirked her eyebrow and pursed her lips. “Interesting,” she mumbled. “We’ll dissect that when the guys leave.”
“Uh, I...” Tatum stuttered.
“No, you won’t. Leave Tatum alone.” I pointed from Greta to Meg. “I know you two are the ringleaders of the chaos, so try to keep it to a minimum, okay? Tatum has been through enough. She needs to rest.”
Meg snapped her fingers and frowned. “There went my plans of running a marathon while you guys were gone.”
“Babe,” King called.
“Why are you both calling me out?” she demanded. She held up the whisk in her hand. “I’m just whipping up some eggs.”
“Just keep the fuckery to zero today,” King ordered.
Meg saluted King. “Aye, aye, captain.”
King pointed at Greta. “That goes for you, too.”
Greta curtsied. “Whatever the sir wants,” she replied demurely.
The ol’ ladies went to work on making breakfast for the third time while Creed and Apollo finished their plates.
I grabbed Tatum’s arm and turned her to look at me.
“They seem fun,” she chirped happily.
I was afraid of this.
Meg and the girls were a bad influence. They had fun without any worry about the consequences.
“You need to rest, Tatum. You barely could stand.”
She scoffed. “I just needed to stretch. And I'll be as good as new once I get that concoction from Ethel.”
“You are not going to mix booze and pills.” That was the last thing she needed. “You just need to rest and relax.”
She propped her hands on her hips and glared at me. “I think I know what I should and shouldn’t do, Murphy. You’re the one who told me I was safe here. You,” she pointed her finger into my chest, “are the ones who are going to be traipsing through the woods looking for some crazy guy. You should be more worried about yourself and not me.”
“I can worry about both of those things,” I muttered. Though I was going to worry a hell of a lot more about Tatum than myself. “Just try to behave.”
“Murphy,” she laughed. “I think you’re overacting here.”
I wasn’t.
Meg and the chaotic tornado that followed her were not myths.
I sighed and placed my hand on her waist. “Just try not to get arrested while I’m gone, okay?” That was all I could ask. “And if you do, call me, not King. He’ll probably let Meg sit there a couple of days before he bailed her out.”
“We’re not going to get arrested,” Tatum laughed. “Have a little faith in me.”
I did. Meg, not so much.
“Come pull up a chair, Tatum,” Meg called.
“See, she’s already pulling you into her web while I’m right here,” I muttered. I pulled her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“I promise not to get into trouble,” she swore. She tipped her head back and smiled. “Now, I’m gonna go hang out while you go catch the bad guy, okay?”
She pulled out of my arms and bounced over to the open stool next to Lennox.
