her seat in closer to his. “I feel fuckin’ sorry for whoever it involves.”
Faye smiles sweetly and blows Tracker a kiss. “All you have to know is it has nothing to do with you.”
“Thank fuck,” Tracker replies quickly, running his thumb over Lana’s knee. “Can’t believe our princess is seven years old now. I remember the day she was born.”
“Really?” Faye asks, dragging the word out. “I remember you staring at my crotch with a horrified expression like she was going to drop out in front of you.”
Tracker shudders as if remembering the moment. “What did you expect from me? At least I wasn’t an asshole like Rake.”
Faye’s eyes narrow. “That’s right. What did he say again?”
Tracker chuckles, then stops when he sees the look on her face. “Something like ‘Say ’bye to your tight—’ ”
“How is that bastard even alive still?” Faye growls, eyeing Rake like she wants to punch him.
“Because he’s family,” Anna reminds her, unable to keep the amusement off her expression. “Oh, come on, it’s a little funny.”
She and Tracker laugh some more, while Lana shakes her head with a smile on her face.
“And now you’re doing it again,” I blurt out, making everyone laugh harder.
“Hey! It’s all about the Kegels, isn’t that right, Bailey?” Faye winks at me, making me laugh harder. “You gotta squeeze and release,” Faye says, making a circle with her hands, closing and opening it.
“Yeah Faye, we get it,” Anna says in an extremely dry yet amused tone.
Faye looks to Anna and grimaces. “Fuck, I’m being an insensitive bitch right now, aren’t I?” She puts her hand on Anna’s and says, “You’re going to be blessed with a baby, you know that, right? It will even come out with a beard.”
Anna smiles. “I know. And you’re not being insensitive; I’m super happy for you. I know that my time will come.”
Anna wants to have a baby? I throw her a You better talk to me expression and she nods once.
Rake walks over to the table, a mountain of food on his plate, and sits down next to me, offering me some. I take a chicken wing and nibble on it while Faye gives Rake a dirty look that soon turns into a smile.
“Save your bitchy looks for the prez, Faye,” Rake tells her, taking a giant bite of his hot dog.
“I’m going to call the kids in to eat,” Faye says, standing up, stealing Rake’s second hot dog and taking a huge bite out of it.
“Hey,” he grumbles, and draws his plate closer to him. “Get your own, woman!”
She grins and walks over to where the kids are getting their faces painted, then sends them to the kids’ table. There’re about ten children, and Arrow, Rake, and Sin carry the food over for them. Lana gets a phone call and heads inside, leaving me and Anna alone. I see Arrow hand something to Clover, something that looks like candy. I glance at Anna, who is also watching her man.
“I’m surprised Clover still has teeth, with the amount of strawberry candy Arrow sneaks her,” she comments, covering the glare of the sun with her hand. “They’re little heart shapes too. Can you imagine him going into a store to buy them?”
I cover my lips with my hand, smothering the giggle that vision brings. “No, I can’t.”
But I can’t imagine anyone confronting him about it either.
“Cara is going to be my niece,” Anna muses, now watching my daughter. “I’m going to be the best aunt ever.”
“Getting ahead of yourself there,” I tell her, but my heart warms at the thought. “Either way, you’re still like her aunt.”
Anna smirks in my direction. “Yes, but it’s going to be official too. Trust me, Bails. I’m always right. I’m a scientist, you know.”
I roll my eyes. “Seriously? That’s your answer to everything.”
Anna laughs, her eyes sparkling. “What? It makes me sound smart. It’s useful for winning arguments.”
“Don’t think you could use it against a lawyer,” I tease, nodding at Faye.
“That’s the truth. She always knows exactly what to say. There’s so many hilarious lawyer jokes though. Every time I come across one, I forward it to her,” Anna says, laughing. “Everyone hates lawyers.” She pauses. “They’re up there with car salesmen and real estate agents.”
“You’re terrible,” I say, but laugh with her. “Teachers have a good reputation. I’m educating the youth of today to be the leaders of the future.”
“You make them glue stuff,” Anna blurts, laughing. “Your job sounds fun.”
“Hey, I do more than that!” I