“Oh my God, Billie. What the hell do you want?”
Billie made a face and was glad that her sister couldn’t see it, though when she glanced up, she caught Debra Bergens looking at her strangely. She turned around and sighed.
“I just wanted to make sure that you don’t forget about Abel.”
“Abel.”
I knew it.
“Yes, Abel. He’s about twenty-seven pounds, eighteen months old, currently getting into everything and he’s hidden every single one of his soothers. So I hope you have an extra one at your place, because I’ve had no time to get to the store.”
“I know who Abel is,” her sister retorted.
“You’re supposed to be watching him tonight, remember? I have plans with Logan.”
“Right. Okay. On it.”
“I mean it Bobbi. Don’t forget. I need this. Logan needs this.”
“No problem. I’ll have Shane drop by Logan’s shop and scoop him up, but it will have to be later. Right now I’m getting some sugar and you need to not call me again for at least an hour.”
“Okay.”
“No, scratch that. Minimum ninety minutes.”
Billie stuck her tongue out. Shit. When was the last time that she and Logan had had ninety minutes all to themselves?
“Hey, don’t forget about the…” Lingerie.
But Bobbi had already hung up and with a sigh, Billie headed out for her private lessons. By three-thirty, she’d finished her power skating class and was waiting on the last few parents to pack up and leave. Her desk was filled with new coffee mugs and chocolates, as well as an impressive number of homemade Christmas Cards. Her students were amazing and she smiled as little Connor McBride waltzed by with his grandmother, Joanne.
“Merry Christmas, Mrs. Forest,” Connor shouted.
“I hope you’ve been a good boy,” she replied with a smile.
“I tried really hard to be good but it didn’t always work out.” He shrugged. “My mommy says that’s all we can ask for.”
“She’s right about that,” Billie chuckled. “See you in the New Year, Connor.”
“So have you been a good girl all year?”
Billie smiled as her sister Bobbi walked into her office.
“What do you think?” Billie retorted, eyeing her up with interest. Her sister looked great. “Wow. You look like—“
“Like I’ve just had the best sex of my life ever?”
Billie nodded and smiled. “Something like that.”
Bobbi held up a small little bag. “I hope you’ve been bad because this is only for girls on the naughty list, just saying.” Her sister pulled out a sexy red bra and the teeniest matching panties Billie had ever seen.
“You remembered.” Billie chuckled. “I plan on being a little bit sinful and a whole lot naughty.”
“Trust me. These won’t last long enough to see you through the naughty part of your evening. Once Logan sees your new undies, I bet he rips them off within a minute. With his teeth.”
“Hmmm. At least he has undies to rip off.”
Bobbi snorted. “You got me there.”