Page 90 of Calamity Rayne Knocked Up

“I’ve never seen them act like this together. They’re being…gross.”

She chuckled. “This is nothing. You’ve probably never noticed because Odette’s always around. She’s gone now. Just wait. It gets way worse. They’ll end up in the samebed tonight.”

“What?”Did Hale know about this?

“Relax, Rayne. He does this with all of them.”

“Whatall of them? Who?”

“The moms.”

“You mean he does this with your mom too?”

“And Barrett’s. Ooh, they’re about to start.” She stood and clapped.

I also stood and threw out a two-fingered whistle that earned me several scowls from the older folks. I was so confused. How had I suddenly become Julia Roberts at the polo match inPretty Woman?This was a football game, right?

A more refined whistle blew, and the men got into formation. Hale jogged over to the table and gave me a quick kiss. “Where’s Elara?”

“She’s getting a beer with her grandmother. Shouldn’t you be out there?”

“I’m on the bench for now.”

“Oh.” I tugged at his sweater. “You look so dapper.”

I glanced at the bulge below his belt. “They’ll do.”

“Good.” He smacked my ass, and not discreetly.

“Ooh!” I corralled him away from the table. “I have to tell you something.”

“What is it?”

I moved far enough away from the table that he could see what I was talking about without being overheard. “I just thought you should know your mom and dad are doing some pretty hardcore flirting.”

He glanced over my shoulder and shook his head. “I’m not surprised. Odette left last night. Be grateful it’s my mom and not Barrett’s girlfriend.”

“Hale!” I laughed, because that was pretty funny—and plausible.

“What? You going to pretend that’s below him?”

“Well, I doubt she’d blow him.”

“I saidbe-lowhim.”

“Or that.” I snorted. “Actually, I haven’t seen McKinsley since last night.” I sure hoped Barrett knew I was joking about drugging her.

“Just follow the money.” He lifted his chin, and I followed his gaze to a group of older men. Barret’s girlfriend was practically spoon-feeding that Captain Stubing dude.

“Does Barrett see this?”

“I think he’s hoping one of them will take her offhis hands.”

“Oh, well, in that case, I’m in full support.”

Two men careened into the dirt at our feet, and Hale ushered me back a few steps. My eyes widened.

“This istacklefootball?”

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