Page 80 of An Unexpected Home

“Yeah, I need some help with the case and he was gracious enough to help out.”

“Dad’s good at what he does,” Tony said. “Hope he can help.”

“I’m man enough to say that this case is kicking my ass.”

Carly rejoined them and handed them all a shot glass. “Shots ladies and gents.”

Leah had never been a shot person but what the hell, she was starting a new life and with that meant new experiences.

“I’m out,” Brandon said.

“Pussy,” Carly said and took the glass back, downing it herself.

Everyone else grabbed a shot. “Should we toast?” Logan asked.

“To us,” Melanie said and they all clinked glasses and then downed what was in them.

“What the fuck was that?” Logan said, chasing it with his beer.

“I don’t know,” Carly said. “I just told the bartender to make me something good.”

“If that’s good, I’d hate to see what’s bad,” Tony said.

“I wanna dance,” Carly announced and headed out to the empty dance floor. The jukebox was playing some old school hip-hop and Carly immediately began grinding her hips to the beat.

“I better go with her,” Mel said and started to stand.

“I’ll go,” Tony said, shocking them all.

Mouth gaping, Melanie sat back down. “Did that just happen?”

“Unless we are all dreaming, yes it happened.” Leah looked at Brandon to see what he thought of this development.

He shrugged. “As long as I don’t have to dance with her.”

Leah rolled her eyes at his comment. “You are such a guy.”

“I would hope so,” he said. “Plus, you like all my guy parts.”

“Seriously,” Melanie said. “That was too far. I’m never going to be able to unhear that.”

“I’m with her,” Logan said.

“I change my mind, then,” Melanie said glaring at Logan. “If he agrees with me, I am losing my mind.”

“Remember the truce?” Logan asked.

“I never agreed to that.”

Logan sighed. “I need another beer.”

“Me too,” Brandon said and went with him to the bar.

“Okay, what is up with Carly?” Leah asked Melanie when they were alone. They both watched as she gyrated her body around Tony. Tony that until this moment, she had seemed to hate.

“I don’t really know. She’s been getting some phone calls that she won’t answer.”

“Do you think it’s...” Leah trailed off. Both she and Melanie knew the story about Carly’s mom and what had happened years ago. As far as Leah knew, no one else in town knew, not even Brandon or Carly’s own dad.

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