Six raised her hand and waved. “Nice to meet you, Rhonda.”
Rhonda sat there stunned as she looked between the two of us.
I wasn’t sure if it was due to her seeing the age difference between us or me being with a woman at all. Whatever the reason, I was happy to put that surprised look on Rhonda’s face.
“That’s wonderful,” she finally said, showing her manners and upbringing of never allowing surprise to show on her face. “I can’t believe that you’re engaged. That’s wonderful news.”
“I can’t either,” Six said under her breath.
I caught her by her bicep and urged her to the door of my office.
“Thanks, Rhonda,” I said as I guided my snarky girl to my office and shut the door.
“What the hell, Wood?” Six pulled away from me with a glare. “You can’t just go telling people we’re engaged when we’re not.”
“But we are,” I teased. “You said last night that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me. Permanently. It may not have been the exact words that you were looking for, but that was what I meant.”
“I didn’t know that was what you meant,” she grumbled as she came into the office and started to look around. “Hello, Hunt.”
“Yo,” Hunt replied, never taking his eyes off the computer. “Did you bring food?”
“I brought barbeque from that smokehouse on the way here. I stopped to look at the longhorns, and then I got distracted by feeding turkeys. Did you know they have a new pig? I petted him, too. Then went inside and found that they were selling barbeque. I was going to run by Crockett’s place, but her grandpa told me that she’d had a bad night and that she was sick. So, they couldn’t open the store today. So yeah.”
“Crockett from Crockett’s Corner?” Hunt asked.
“Yep,” Six confirmed. “Are you single, Hunt?”
“Not technically,” Hunt muttered before going back to work at the computer.
Six looked at me as if I could explain his words.
I couldn’t.
I didn’t know everything there was to know about these men.
Bruno did, because he’d done the background checks, but I felt that it would be better for the men in the long run to be able to trust me with their lives when they were ready, and not a moment before that.
So no, I had no clue about the cryptic comment.
Shrugging, I set the bag on the table and started to lift the contents of the bag out.
“Candy bar?” I asked.
She took it and set it on the couch next to where she’d seated herself.
The next thing I pulled out was a bag of individual barbeque sauces, followed shortly by another bag.
“This is a lot of sauce,” I said as she reached for a small box. “What’s that?”
She opened it up and showed me the fudge.
“Fudge,” she sounded excited. “I can’t decide whether I want to eat some of it now, or later.”
“Do it now,” Hunt suggested as he stalked across the room toward us. “I like fudge. Let’s try it.”
She split a square of fudge in two and handed him the bigger piece.
He took a bite and moaned.
“You’re like, a really cute nerd,” Six said to Hunt. “You should really not moan with those glasses and that messy hair hot guy look you have going on. You might make poor Rhonda melt.”
Hunt lifted his eyebrow. “Not you?”
She turned to look at me, then grinned before returning her gaze to Hunt. “You just don’t have enough of that gray going on yet. One day you’ll have it, though.”
Hunt snorted a laugh and ate the other half of his fudge square.
“It’s good,” he said. “Regular fudge would’ve been better.”
“I don’t like regular plain ol’ fudge. I like excitement. And cookies and cream with caramel is excitement,” she teased.
I handed her a barbeque sandwich and then handed Hunt two.
He took both and walked back to the desk.
“Did you bring drinks?” I asked as I started to unwrap my own sandwich.
Six shook her head. “They only had tea, and it was sweet as fuck, so I knew you wouldn’t like it.”
I felt my insides warm.
It made me happy that she knew what I liked.
“I have some tea in the break room. When I get back, you can tell me how that meeting with your father’s advisor went. And when you can go to his office to clean it out,” I said.
I left with my sandwich to get the drinks and came back to find Six digging into a second sandwich.
“Well?” I asked before she took a bite.
She finished before she said, “The man that’s now going to be acting mayor until they can hold an election. He’s sweet, and I like him a lot. He’s also the one that you chose to replace him temporarily, remember?”
“Yes,” I confirmed.
“He’s going to clean out my father’s office and have his things shipped to me. He also let me know that they would help in any way that they could with the funeral arrangements, and that there were quite a few people that would like to attend. I asked for them to plan a memorial that I would attend there in Dallas. But that we would be having a private funeral here for him. The funeral home called today and asked if I knew my wishes when it came to my father, and I told them to cremate him since he deserved to burn in hell anyway.” Six took another vicious bite of her sandwich.