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Rowdy knewhe was in for it when he walked into Ashley’s house, but there was no help for it. His shirt had to go right into the laundry, and he knew Brett’s made him look like a tween swimming in dad’s clothes.

He could feel it.

Walk of shame time.

He climbed up the steps with Barney, letting Brett take Mr. Mann around to sniff a little. Maybe pee before they headed inside.

“Hey! Dad. Wow. Look at you.” Madison met him at the door, her Miss Daisy barking up a storm.

“Don’t start on me, girl. You either, pup.”

“Well, but?—”

“Nope.” He grinned, but he brushed past her, heading for his guest room. “Be nice and let Brett in.”

“Oh my God, look at that dog! Miss Daisy! Brett brought you a friend!” Madison loved a set of soft droopy ears, so he left her to get to know Mr. Mann.

Ashley followed him to his room. “Nice shirt.”

“Hush.”

“It’s not your usual thing. Or size. What happened to yours?”

“I took it off on the bed, and it got?—”

“Oh no. Nope. No goo.”

“Well, then don’t ask.”

“Is his dog friendly? Will he eat Mischa?”

“He will not eat your Yorkie.” He noted she didn’t ask about Maddie’s pup.

“Okay. But it’s on you if he does.”

“You got it.” He let Barney go once they got to his room, then pulled off Brett’s shirt. “Pick me out an axe-tossing shirt, honey.”

“You got it.” She went to the closet, and he heard the clack of hangers. “Here you go. Total douchebag, but lightweight long-sleeved T Madison got you.”

“Nice. They’ll think I’m an underdeveloped local boy if I play it right.”

“You know it.” She chuckled. “I can’t believe you spent the night at his place.”

“Oh, honey, it was worth it. I am chapped in places that have no business being chapped.”

“La la la not listening.” She was laughing with him, though.

“I can’t help it. It was amazing. And it’s really cool that I brought him?”

“Are you kidding? Dan will be in heaven to have two whole men to hang with. And he likes you both.”

“Cool. I just wanted to make sure.” He tugged on the shirt, leaving Brett’s over the end of the bed. He would wash it with his and give it back later. “I should go save him from Madison.”

“You totally should.” She walked out with him and Barney, who he’d left in his harness in case they went out soon.

“…too cool. So were you and Daddy a thing?”

Oh, for fuck’s sake. Nosy girl.