Page 91 of Her Daddies' Everything

Huh. Probably true.

“Actually, I can help,” Jenner muttered. “I’m sure you have other things you want to do, Tobias.”

She stared at Jenner in confusion. “But you can’t do laundry.”

“I can do laundry.”

“The one time you did it for all of us, you turned everything pink,” Sampson commented.

“That wasn’t my fault,” Jenner protested. “I didn’t know there was a red pair of socks in with the white sheets.”

“In fairness, I didn’t think the dye in those socks would run like that,” she said. “Although I thought you looked cute in that pink T-shirt, Sampson.”

Sampson glowered at her, and she had to hide her giggle.

“I did not.”

“Sampson had to go to work and everything else was dirty, plus he doesn’t fit anyone else’s clothes because of his ape-like shoulders. So he had to wear the pink T-shirt,” she told Tobias. “Honestly, he looked cute. Pink is his color.”

“Pink is not my color,” Sampson grumbled. Then he pointed to her. “And you’re in trouble for walking down the stairs carrying stuff.”

“Way to deflect from pink-gate,” she grumbled.

“There is no pink-gate. I’ll put the sheets in to wash,” Sampson said, picking up the sheets and stomping away.

That left her with just Tobias and Jenner. Standing on the stairs.

It might have been sexy if it wasn’t so awkward.

“Sooo, anyone read a good book lately?”

Jenner turned to give her a surprised look. Then his lips twitched. “Why? You got some recommendations for us?”

“I, um, what? No!”

“No?” He grinned over at Tobias. “Immy likes sexy books.”

“Hey!” She could feel herself growing bright red. “That’s private information.”

“She hid her eReader pretty quickly when I saw her reading it the other day,” Tobias said.

“I did not!” She totally had. She’d been in the middle of a spanking scene and it had been hot. She’d been getting all flustered and then Tobias had walked into the living room.

It was her fault, admittedly, for reading a sexy scene in an open area. She should have saved it for her bedroom. But she hadn’t wanted to stop reading to move. And she’d had plenty of accidents from walking into things while reading.

She didn’t need a repeat of the black eye incident from last year. That had been so embarrassing.

“I can believe it,” Jenner said.

All right, she really didn’t like them ganging up on her.

“You know what? I’m declaring that it’s family dinner night,” Immy said.

Jenner narrowed his gaze. “It is?”

“Uh-huh and I’m feeling creative.” She smiled at him sweetly as he grew pale. Turning, she started to bounce her way down the steps. While holding on with one hand. She wasn’t a fool.

“Now, Immy, there’s no need to get creative,” Jenner said desperately, chasing after her into the kitchen.

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