Page 34 of Imperfectly Yours


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“Yes, you did.” She bent down and wrapped a towel around him. “You did a great job.”

He really had. He’d kicked his legs while I supported his upper body. Truthfully, I was most impressed with how willingly he’d tried floating on his back.

“So, end of summer bash?” I was still a little unsure about it. My entire family would be there and they could be…a bit much.

Scratch that. They werea lot. All the time.

“Sure.” She stood straight, giving me a once-over as she did. She paused on my chest for an instant, but quickly dropped her focus back to Teddy.

She was so easy to read. The way she got nervous or embarrassed when she caught herself checking me out was adorable.

“Do you mind if I change?”

“No. Of course not.” She shook her head, keeping her eyes averted.

I snagged my towel off the chair and ran it through my hair.

“What’s your tattoo of?”

I froze, my stomach sinking and my brain jumbling.

“Looks familiar, but I can’t place it.”

Clearing my throat, I went back to drying my hair. She was just curious. I highly doubted the guys would have told her a Special Forces team showed up to save their asses that day.

“It’s the Special Forces crest.”

She chuckled behind me.

Spinning to face her, I cocked one brow. Why was that funny?

“Levi used to say that if Special Forces showed up, it meant you were there to bail them out of a mess or about to cause one yourselves.”

Well, fuck. That was funny as shit, but also true. We were typically called in because things had either gone sideways or were about to.

I shrugged. “He wasn’t wrong.”

We made our way into the house, and Tina pointed out the bathroom before ducking into a room across the hall with Teddy.

I towel dried my hair as best as I could—I desperately needed a trim; I wasn’t used to having it this long—and changed into dry clothes.

In the living room, Tina sat on an oversized chair, and Callie was propped up on her knees on the floor in front of her, her damp hair separated into sections. “I really do suck at this, don’t I?”

Callie rolled her eyes. “Dad was always better at this.” She grabbed the phone from the table in front of her and swiped to unlock the screen. “Do you want to watch the video again?”

“Baby, I’m not sure the video will help me.”

Based on how she had the hair sectioned off, Tina was trying to braid it.

“You want me to do it?”

Both sets of eyes homedin on me.

“You know how to braid hair?” Callie asked, one eyebrow raised.

“I have three younger sisters.” I stepped farther into the room. “My mom had me helping her by the time I was eight. Rhett never really got the hang of it, though, so I was always the one the girls went to.”

“You can do the kind that starts up here?” Callie pointed to the top of her head.

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