Page 94 of Duty and Desire
“No,” Mo repeated.
“He’s a commando,” Lottie announced.
Alex froze solid and stared with his mouth open at Mo.
“What’s a commando?” Dante asked.
“The coolest of thecool,” Alex whispered, then shouted, “Even cooler than Uncle Luke!”
Dante’s face smushed up and he told his brother, “No one’s cooler than Uncle Luke.”
“Muchacho,” Alex threw a hand Mo’s way, “look at him.”
Dante looked at Mo.
His face conceded the point, but his mouth didn’t.
Mo nearly burst out laughing.
He was helped in controlling this when the youngest one slapped him on the thigh.
Mo looked down at the kid. “I wanna be a ’mando!”
“Give it time, bub,” he said.
“Oh my God, someone kill me,” Jet begged. “Last week, Carissa was over, Joker showed to take her home, and Cesar wanted to be a biker.”
“Well…I mean, heisJoker,” Lottie muttered while obsessively lining up cans of La Croix in her fridge.
“I’m gonna be just like Uncle Luke,” Dante declared stubbornly.
“I’m gonna be like Uncle Lee, except the commando kind, ’cause Auntie Indy isfine, and I want me a hot babe just like her,” Alex announced.
“I love Annie Sadie!” Cesar shrieked.
“Nobody is killing me,” Jet pointed out.
“What are you doing here?” Lottie asked her sister.
Dante shoved a bunch of bananas in Mo’s gut.
Mo took the cue and the bananas and put them in Lottie’s fruit bowl.
“One, to ascertain I still have a living, breathing sister,” Jet answered.
Mo had to hand it to her, Lottie didn’t even cut a glance his direction on that.
“And two, to tell you Mom and Tex want us over for dinner next Sunday,” Jet finished. “The whole family.”
Jet’s attention came to him.
“Cool. Mo and I’ll be there,” Lottie shared.
His eyes went to her and his hands itched with the urge to toss her over his shoulder, carry her upstairs and tan her tight ass.
“You’re…uh,there?” Jet asked quietly.
“You can talk in front of Mo. We’re tight,” Lottie told her.
