“You sure,” she asked me a little surprised“Yeah, come on Logan.”“Where are you two going?”“Up to Colt’s room,” I tell her“No, I’ve set up a room for you Zoey on the second floor” I look at her“Really, why?”“Colt wants to stay here until the funerals, but if you want to go home, that’s ok” I shake my head“No, it’s fine, I’d like to stay”“Ok, well it’s the fourth door on the right, the keys on the dresser”“Cool, let’s go and have a movie night” I tell Logan and he smiles“I’m coming” Cookie says and I look at him stopping him from following us“Logan go up, I’ll be up in a minute,” I tell him“Ok,” I watch as he walks out and I turn looking at Cookie“Ok, what the hell you’ve been following me around all night what gives?” he smiles“Sinner bet me a Benjamin I couldn’t get you to go on a date with me”“A date,” he nods“Yep”“He bet you a hundred dollars, that you couldn’t get me to go on a date with you”“Yep”“Fine I’ll go, but I get half the money” he smiles“Deal”“Ok, after the funerals we’ll go on a date, at a restaurant”“Deal”“And you’re paying”“Fine”“And I can order anything I want”“Fine damn, anything else” I look him up and down“Dress pants and no Cut”“Fuck no!”“You wanna go on a date or not”“Fine, but only because I want to piss Sinner off and win,” he says and I smile, lean in and give him a kiss on the cheek, just as Saint and his girlfriend walk in and I walk past both of them smiling“Night,” I say, Christa smiles at me with the undertone of fuck you bitch, and I walk upstairs, joining my nephew for a night of fast and the furious movies.****Saint“What the fuck was that about?” I ask Cookie, a smug grin on his face“Zoey just agreed to go on a date with me” I frown at him“No fuckin’ way” I say and the fucker smiles“Yep, told ya I’d get her to go on a date with me,” he rubs his fingertips over his chest, then looks at them “I’m a catch” he says“You’re a dead man if Colt finds out”“He won’t do shit, she’s twenty-one”“So”“So, she’s an adult”“Dude, that makes no difference to Colt how old Zoey is”“He knows me” I laugh“Yeah, that’s the point dickhead”“It’ll be fine, you’ll see” I shake my head at him“No dick remember” I tell him“Colt loves me,” he says, walking out whistling (fuckhead)*I wake the next morning to the smell of bacon and my tummy rumbles, I turn to the side, seeing Christa fast asleep, why am I with this bitch again (that’s right she sucks good dick). I get up heading into the bathroom for a shower, today I’m taking the triplets to the park, which I’m looking forward to “Morning baby” Christa says sliding the shower curtain back and stepping in“What the fuck are you doing?”“What? I need a shower” I step out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist“Saint,” she says“What?”“What are we doing today?”“I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing, but I’m spending mine with the triplets”“Well, wait for me” (yeah, no chance)I dress fast and make my way downstairs and into the kitchen, all the women are in there helping serve the guys and cook. All of them are doing something and I notice Zoey serving a few of the guys and I see Sinner and make my way over to him“Morning,” he says“Morning”“Morning Saint, what do you want for breakfast?” Zoey asks me and I swear the urge to grab her and pull her to me is killing me“Just the lot”“Coming up,” she smiles walking off and my dick gets so hard“Saint” I look at Sinner and he motion’s behind me and I turn seeing Christa searching the room for me“Fuck,” she walks over and sits“I thought I told you to wait”“Well, I didn’t” a plate is slid in front of me, then a ketchup bottle and a coffee just the way I like it and I look up at Zoey“Thanks, darlin’”“You're welcome, you guys have everything,” she asks the rest of them“Another coffee darlin’” Blaze asks her and she walks over getting his cup“Oh yes, I’m starving” Christa says as Zoey walks back over handing Blaze his coffee“Bacon, eggs toast and coffee” Christa tells Zoey as she walks past, but Zoey ignores her“Bitch! Did you see that she totally ignored my breakfast order” I turn and look at her?“That’s because you have to get up and get it yourself” Christa frowns“Why? You didn’t,” I lean in closer to her“Because here the men get waited on, the Old Ladies take care of us” Christa looks around“But she’s not an Old Lady”“And neither are you,” I tell her“I’m your woman”“And”“That means, I’m your Old Lady” I laugh and everyone turns to watch us