Page 55 of Fate
“But we figured those girls were more promiscuous than their daddy knew about,” I added.
“Why?” Briget asked. “What did they do?”
“They said we could meet up back at the shack at midnight,” I told her.
Glory started to laugh.
“So, what happened?” Belle asked.
I replied to this, “We met them—”
“—and had a fine time. End of story,” Liberty cut me short and switched the console speaker off.
“Hey!” Belle yelled at him.
“I couldn’t stand hearing her voice anymore,” he growled. “Glory is annoying and always has been.”
“Oh, my God!” Briget exclaimed. “We need to know what happened.”
“She’s just overly excitable,” Liberty assured us. “The story wasn’t as exciting as she leads you to believe. Just teenage stuff.”
“Oh, really?” Briget questioned him. “Then why don't you just let her tell us then?”
“Yeah man, I wanted to get this over with,” I told my brother. “You know she's gonna tell it sooner or later. I’d just rather yank that bandaid off quick-like and get past this.”
“Well, she's breaking her word and doesn't deserve consideration, brother,” Liberty argued.
Belle tisked as she turned in her seat and told me, “Hand Daisy to me.”
I felt confused but lifted the little dog from my lap and handed her to Belle in the front seat.
Taking the small terrier, Belle set her on the seat between her and Liberty.
Liberty looked mighty curious as he glanced over at her.
“Guard the button,” Belle told the pup as she leaned over and tapped the speaker button on again.
“It was so hilarious,” Glory was saying as the speaker came back on again. “I mean I never knew they could turn that shade of red.”
“Liberty shut you off,” Belle informed her. “We didn’t hear anything after the twins were in the pool shack.”
“That asshole!” Glory laughed. “Desperate is as desperate does—”
“Shut the heck up, Glory!” Liberty interrupted her as he reached for the button again.
Daisy rose up and snarled at him. Her small teeth were bared as she let out a deadly serious growl.
Halting, Liberty yanked his hand back. “The fuck? What’s wrong with your mini-pitbull wanna be?”
“We taught her this when Belle was on a diet,” Briget explained as she smiled. “She was taught to protect the fridge and the sweet snack drawer.”
“You are kidding me?” Liberty asked in a disgusted tone.
“Nope, she will bite you, if you try to tap that button,” Briget warned him.
“Leave that button alone,sweetheart,” Belle added as she smiled sweetly at him.
“Oh, wow! That is too funny,” Glory exclaimed. “The big ole MMA champ, kept in line by a 3 pound Yorkshire Terrier?” Her laughter filled the speakers.
