Page 69 of Nothing to This

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JD kissed the top of her head.“I’ll race you to it.”

“Would you do it?”she asked.“If it was really going to play out that way?”

“Babe, it would never play out that way.”

“Because you’d never let me fritter away your fortune?”

“No, because I’d never let my daughter wear crop tops.Are you crazy?Those things attract boys.”

They were still laughing when Brenna’s voice interrupted them.“What’s so funny?”

“Damn it,” JD said.“We missed our chance.”

“Your chance for what?”Brenna asked.“What are you talking about?”

They were still dancing.The oddest thing about it was that it didn’t feel odd.

Brenna didn’t even comment or look at them like it was weird in the slightest.

“I want to take the kids to Disney this summer,” she said.“Will you take the family to Disney, JD?The kids would go nuts.I want to take them while it’s still magical to them.”

“I’ll hire ‘em the whole park.”

Giving him a quick squeeze, she backed out of his arms.“We don’t need the whole park; people are part of the experience.”

“Can I come?”Brenna asked, sitting on a stool.

“Sure, and Lotta, and your mom,” she said, going to join her friend.“We’ll have everyone.”

“She’s determined to fritter away my fortune.”JD leaned over her to get some nibbles from the bowl laid out earlier.“Because I haven’t bought her a trailer in Texas.”

She pushed her elbow into him and, tipping her chin to her shoulder, addressed him without seeing him.

“If we bring your family, we’ll have trusted babysitters on site.”

“Ah, good plan, Siren.”

There was something saucy about the way Brenna’s lips twisted.“And why would you need babysitters?”

“So I can throw myself at other men,” she stated matter of fact, scooping up some nuts.

Brenna’s smile gave way to confusion.

“It’s the only way I’ll notice her.”

With her brow pulled down, Brenna looked from one of them to the other and back.“And society calls me queer?Straight are the strange ones.”

Spinning around, Brenna hopped off her stool and went to join her mom and the kids in the living room again.

“You should invite Greg,” she said, propping herself against the counter, facing JD.

“Invite him where?”

“To Disney.”

“All he’ll want to do is talk work,” he said, coming closer to lean forward and set a hand on the counter on either side of her.

“We’ll get him out the habit.He doesn’t have anyone around here.I feel bad for him.He needs a support network.”