He grinned and reminded me, “Well, Bud does.”
He held my eyes and I stared into the soulful, fathomless depths of his.
Then I heard Billie’s steady breathing and felt the steadiness in Mitch’s eyes communicate itself to me as his words penetrated and the freight train tossed me aside. I took a deep breath and I nodded.
Then his thumb swept my lips in a sweet brush but his fingers stayed at my jaw as he ordered gently, “I got her for a second. Go, get ready for bed, come back, you take her and I’ll do the same.”
I kept staring at him. Then I nodded again. I carefully extricated myself from Billie and did what I was told. In my nightie with my face clean and moisturized, I slid under the sheets and Mitch curled Billie into my arms. Then he cautiously moved out of bed, did the same (though I doubted he cleaned his face and moisturized). Then, bare-chested (again) and wearing pajama bottoms (again) he joined Billie and me and curved his big, long, warm body into us both.
Oh boy.
To take my mind off Billie, Mitch and everything, I asked, “You’ll set the alarm?”
He nodded.
I curled deeper into Billie and bent my head so my face was in the top of her hair. She was right, the shampoo Mitch gave her smelled pretty.
“Go to sleep, Mara,” I heard Mitch say softly.
Right, like that would ever happen with Billie having a temperature of one hundred and three, shivering and throwing up. And with me being a mother figure but not having that first clue what to do. And me again in bed with Ten Point Five Detective Mitch Lawson after I let him slide right into second base on his couch without even trying to tag him with the ball.
“Okay,” I agreed.
* * * * *
Mitch
Ten minutes later, Mitch watched Mara fall asleep.
Carefully he rolled, set the alarm, turned out the light, rolled back and pulled both beautiful females into his arms.
Then he fell asleep.
* * * * *
Billy
Billy lay staring at the dark ceiling after tiptoeing back to bed.
He’d gotten up because he’d heard Billie getting sick. It didn’t happen often but when his sister got sick, he had to take care of her.
Then he’d hid and watched (when he could) and listened the whole time Auntie Mara and Mitch took care of her.
That was why he heard what Auntie Mara said.
She didn’t have the money to keep them and she was scared.
She could change her mind.
She could change her mind.
And he couldn’t let her change her mind.
He’d also heard what Mitch said.
Mitch was on Billy and Billie’s side and was trying to make sure Auntie Mara didn’t get too scared.
This meant two things for Billy.