HARM
A DOGS OF FIRE STORY
PIPER DAVENPORT
CHAPTER ONE
Brynley
“Mom?” Briggs called.
“Kitchen, honey,” I replied.
My youngest son sauntered into the room and wrapped his arms around me, picking me up off my feet in a bear hug. “Hi, Mommy.”
“Good lord, baby boy, what are you doing?” I asked with a laugh, cupping his face.
Man, he was beautiful. Blond hair, deep blue eyes, and tall like his father.
Okay, we’ll try to forgive him for looking like his father…the cheating bastard.
I had two boys. Briggs and Baylor. Baylor was twenty and in his junior year at Washington State University Pullman, and Briggs was about to start there in the fall. Briggs was graduating in two weeks, and as excited as I was for him to start his new adventure, the thought of being completely alone in my giant house scared me to death.
“Delaney’s parents kind of invited me to dinner,” he hedged.
I dropped the sponge I’d been using to wipe down the counters into the sink. “Briggs, we only have a few more days to spend together before you go.”
“I know, I know, and I’ll totally turn the invite down. I just wanted to check with you, you know, in case you didn’t care?” he asked, hopefully.
I sighed. “I do care, honey, but I know you’re going to miss her, too, so go. Break my heart in a million pieces and go to dinner with the girl with the big honkers.”
“Oh my god, Mom, gross.” He rolled his eyes. “Why do you always have to take it to a level of weirdness?”
“Because I pushed your giant head out of my vagina, that’s why.”
“I’m going to ignore the fact you just crossed the line, and take the win,” he said, kissing my cheek. “Love you!”
“Baylor’s now moved to the front of the line as my favorite.”
“No, he hasn’t,” he retorted, rushing out of the kitchen, and I heard his heavy footsteps on the stairs as he made a run for his room.
I had just dried my hands when my phone buzzed on the counter, and I saw it was Baylor calling. “Were your ears burning?”
He chuckled. “You were talking about me again?”
“I was just informing your brother that you’re my favorite because he’s ditching dinner with me to go out with Delaney and her parents.”
“Mom, she’s got huge tits, what do you expect?”
“Boy, those Sunday school classesreallydidn’t stick with you kids, did they?”
“They might have, but when your dad fucks around on your mom, then tries to give you Bible verses to back up his reasoning, anything that might have stuck went right out the window.”
Well, he had a point.
“Sorry, kiddo.”
“All good, Mama,” he said.