Eat Crow (Cheap Thrills 6)

I wanted to say he was joking, but his expression and tone said otherwise.

Logan agreed with him. “No shit. Maybe we should suggest it to DB and get him to talk to him?”

A Klein in a police uniform? Lord have mercy, I’d never survive it.

His brother Bond was standing close enough to hear the conversation. “If you ever need a hand, I’ve got a uniform I wore for a party once. It’s not like yours, more like it’s got Velcro down the legs and on the crotch, plus the badge is plastic and says ‘Sergeant Poon’ on it, but that might still work?”

“You’ve got a police stripper’s outfit?” I breathed.

“I guess you could call it that. I thought it was handy and easy to get out of in case I got drunk at the party.”

I couldn’t help it. I had to ask. “And was it?”

Bond flashed me a huge grin. “You bet your beautiful ass it was. One tug at the front, and off it came.”

I wasn’t going to survive this. Fortunately, I wasn’t the only woman in that predicament because Mom swayed again, and at the edge of our group, I saw Colette Townsend do the same.

“Hold the fu— funky chicken up,” a new voice snapped, and we all turned to see Tony, who I’d met recently, with one of his daughters holding his hand. “You mean to tell me that the sh— shama lama ding dong you wore at Halloween was a motherf—” he stopped and growled, frowning down at his daughter, who was one of the cutest little kids I’d ever seen in my life. She was away in her head, though, holding the bottom of her dress and swinging it around. “Freaking seriously, the one time I find out something life-changing like this, and I can’t even say a fuh-rozen cuss word like it deserves.”

When he finished, he looked at me with a what the fuck expression, and I nodded sympathetically back at him.

“It’s not that big a deal,” Bond mumbled, blushing.

“Not that big a deal?” Tony clipped back. “It’s a huge funking deal.”

“Anyway,” Dad shouted, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. “I’ll drive Lorena and Bexley home, while Jarrod and Cole sort out getting the vehicles to Ren’s place.”

Tony turned back to me and skimmed his eyes up and down me, stopping briefly where Logan’s arms were at my waist before smiling at me. “Heard what happened, doll. You good?”

I loved this guy. Ava had told me about him while we were in Boston, and I’d fallen in love before I’d even met him. Then, when he’d hugged me after we’d been introduced and laid out how much he loved Pops… He was all heart and soul, and the world was a better place with him in it.

“Yeah, I’m good,” I reassured him, winking down at his daughter when she waved at me.

“I see that,” he murmured, looking back down at Logan’s arms and then up at him. “You look after our girl, my guy. She deserves the best.”

“I’m thinking she’s got that,” Dad noted, getting murmurs of agreement from the peanut gallery.

Could someone die over and over again? It felt like embarrassment had killed me more than once in the last hour, and this was the latest death.

“I’ll call you later,” Logan whispered, kissing my cheek and rubbing his stubble across it. “You go home and rest up. Make sure your neck isn’t hurting, and if it is, let me know so we can take you to get it seen.”

I sighed quietly, but Tony did it loudly. “Seriously, Bex, hunkalicious is right. And look on the bright side, you get him as your nurse if you have any pain.” He stopped and frowned for a second but then looked at me excitedly. “I’ll bet your neck and shoulders hurt, am I right? I was in an accident ten years ago, and my neck felt like I’d broken it into pieces. You should tell him that right now,” he gestured to Logan and looked at me expectantly.

I had to give him credit, having Logan as a nurse would be far from shitty.

But damn my life, he had a job to do still, so I couldn’t do that.

“It doesn’t feel too bad, plus he has to get back to work.”

“Ah, that?

?s right, let him clear his mind and get it all done and dusted, then he can come home and won’t be distracted.” He gave me an exaggerated wink. “Girl, you’re smart.”

“Jesus Christ,” Carter groaned. “I’ve got all of the details of what happened,” he told Logan, and I realized he’d been doing that while I’d been distracted by different conversations and situations going on. “Can we go now?”

“No need to be upset, sweet Blow Pop,” Tony gave him a one-armed hug. “You’re still the man of my dreams.”

Carter didn’t freeze or look disgusted by any of this, he just smirked. “Blow Pop?”