Page 121 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

“Sorry, where is Phoenix?”

“He’s meditating. He’s very upset about all of this.”

“How much is it to pay all the fees, plus tow it to where you’re staying?”

“Hmm, I’m not sure exactly, but I think about fifteen hundred should cover it. Can you mail us the money?”

“I’m not putting money in the mail!” Sunny told her.

“There’s no need to yell, Sunshine. Have you been meditating lately? You sound very stressed.”

Maybe because she was busy organising her wedding, then her mother called asking for money.

“It’s either that or we can come stay with you for a while, Sunshine.”

Oh, no.

No, nope, nuh-uh.

“I don’t have a lot of money right now. I’ll have to see what I can do. But you need to get a bank account.”

“And have the man track us?”

Sunny really didn’t know how they’d managed all these years without a bank account, but somehow they’d done it.

“Open a bank account. Or find a friend with one.” One that hopefully wouldn’t rip them off. “I’ll try to find some money.”

“What about your husband? James? Doesn’t he have money?”

“I just told you that Greg and I are divorced. Just . . . do what I said, Mom.” She finished the call as her mother started ranting about labels.

It was rude of her, but she didn’t care.

She leaned her head back against the sofa, staring up at the ceiling. What the hell was she going to do?

She didn’t have a spare fifteen hundred dollars. Most of their savings were going toward their wedding. And what was left was only for emergencies.

This didn’t really classify as an emergency.

Although her parents moving in with them could certainly be called a catastrophe.

No way any of them would survive that. Duke would kill her parents. Nope, that couldn’t happen.

So, she had two choices. Do nothing. Ignore the call and go on with her life. It wasn’t like her parents could turn up on her doorstep and demand to stay with her. They probably didn’t remember where she lived anyway. And they wouldn’t have the means to get here. Although, her mom hadn’t said which state they were in.

Sunny blew out a breath. It didn’t matter. Because she wasn’t going to go with that option. No way could she sleep at night knowing that her parents didn’t have anywhere to live. That they might be homeless and starving.

That wasn’t who she was. No matter how crappy they were at being parents, they were still her mom and dad.

So that left the other option. Finding the money from somewhere.

“I’m going to have to get it somehow.” Which wasn’t going to be easy. Shoot. “I’ll have to sell something, Hatter.”

Hatter whined, looking worried.

“Not you, baby. I’d never sell my pup.”

He breathed out a huge sigh. Sometimes she swore he understood what she was saying. She scratched behind his ears and he turned his head, smiling up at her.

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