Page 29 of Freak Show

I was not eating any type of turkey sausage on vacation.

“What would you like to eat instead?” I wondered, reaching for my phone and rolling so that I was on my side in the bed, hand fisted at my head.

“Why?” Briley narrowed her eyes. “Are you going to order us something?”

“If Uber Eats delivers it, I’m gonna order it,” I confirmed. “I’m feeling something like donuts or bagels. What about y’all?”

“Donuts!” both of them cried. “Bagels are boring.”

I was already smiling at that. “Bagels aren’t boring if you find the right kind. You could get cinnamon swirl crunch with icing. Or Fruity Pebbles one with sweet cream cheese. The possibilities are endless when it comes to bagels.”

“Oh,” Briley frowned. “Can we get both?”

“What kind of question is that?” I teased. “Of course we can.”

The next two minutes were spent looking through which bagels and donuts we should order.

In the end, we got multiple breakfast sandwiches, lots of donuts, and more than enough bagels to hold us over until next week, let alone the end of the morning.

I just hoped that the private plane they were using to fly us to Benton, Louisiana allowed us to bring food onboard, because we’d have plenty.

Once we ordered I said, “Y’all head out there. I’m gonna catch a shower. If the food gets here before I’m out, don’t eat all the donuts!”

The girls giggled and left, leaving me alone thinking about which bagel I was going to start with first.

When I was finished with my shower and my hair was wet and hanging along my shirt, soaking it, I headed outside just in time to hear the doorbell ring.

Titus walked to the door and opened it.

“Sorry, bro. But we didn’t…” Titus began to say, but I interrupted. “Nope! That was me. Don’t send him away!”

Him ended up being a her, and she waved as she handed off all the food.

I might or might not have overdone it.

“Sorry,” I smiled as Titus stood there with the armful of food. “I was hungry, and I don’t eat healthy when I’m on vacation.”

Titus just shook his head and walked to the kitchen. “There we were waiting for you to come out so we could start turkey bacon and eggs, and you went and ordered out the whole donut shop.”

“Donuts?” Slone frowned. “From where?”

Slone was at the table shirtless with a sweatshirt in his lap and a wet towel on his bare shoulder.

He had sweat staining the front of his pants, and he was in tennis shoes with no-show socks.

I’d never seen a man as big as him have attractive ankles before, but Slone pulled it off.

Though he didn’t have visible abs or anything, and might have a little extra padding than Titus who was also shirtless, there was only one man in the room that was drawing my eye at that moment in time.

I licked my lips as I watched him come up to me out of the corner of my eye.

“Donuts are here, Annabelle!” Briley came charging in. “Yes!”

The girls pushed their way in past their fathers, and the three of us stared into the boxes as we tried to choose which one to grab first.

“I think I’m going with the purple sprinkles one,” I said. “What about y’all?” The two girls reached for the pink with sprinkles, and we all took a bite at the same time.

I groaned as I said, “Wow. This is one of the best donuts I’ve had in my life.”

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