Page 112 of Mistaken Identity
“I love you, Audi,” I whispered into his ear.
His arms convulsed around me. “I love you, too, Little Monster.”
His hand shifted up into my hair, and I closed my eyes as he slowly worked his fingers through the knotted locks.
I needed to do my hair.
I should’ve done my hair last night. I probably look a fright right now.
“Apollo send his address yet?” Audric asked.
“No,” Webber groaned. “I swear, I think he really likes being a Texas representative. I mean, why else would he be there as much as he is? He can vote by proxy.”
“He likes it.” I chuckled. “He likes having his fingers in all those pies. Plus, he can fact-check them all fairly easy. I’ll bet he knows everyone’s secrets at this point.”
“Lord help us,” Cutter snorted. “Just what we need, Apollo to know even more than he does already.
“It’s not a bad thing to have all that information.” I sat up and swept my hair back off my face. “Do I have enough time to do my hair before we go?”
More chuckles.
But it was Audric’s touch, the sweep of his thumb across my jaw, that had me melting for him.
“We’ll wait as long as we have to.”
I popped up, then pointed at Gunner. “Order pizza. Oh, and someone find me some clothes!”
Gunner gave me a salute.
I blew Audric a kiss, then rushed into the bathroom. “Audric!”
“Yeah?” he called back.
“Did Gunner ever get all that curly hair product I asked him to get?”
There was a long pause and then Gunner replied with, “Everything you asked for. But I have no clue how to use it.
“Good,” I called back. “Because I’m going to need it!”
I went through my shower, using the baby shampoo that was on the shelf for my hair and my body.
When I got out, I had a moment of sadness stab me in the heart as I remembered my little boy smelling just like this after his shower.
All those memories assaulted me as I opened the door, dressed only in a towel, to find a bag filled with all the curly hair products waiting for me.
Even better, there was also a hair dryer and diffuser.
A t-shirt that I recognized as being Audric’s, as well as a random pair of basketball shorts were also waiting for me.
When I was clothed, I called out to Gunner.
“Come in here and watch me do my hair so you’ll know what to do with our sweet Lottie’s!”
Gunner arrived, as did Cutter…
“What are you doing here?”
“My baby girl has curly hair, too.”
