Chapter 17
“Papi.”
“Geez, it’s five thirty; what are you girls doing up already?” Paul asked groggily the next morning. “We don’t have to be out of here until after twelve.”
“I had to pee,” Kira announced.
“You’re old enough to use the bathroom by yourself, little bit. Have Mac take you in and help you onto the potty.”
“I already go!”
“And we’re bored,” Mac added.
“Go back to sleep then. Damn, it isn’t even daylight yet and I’m still tired.”
It was true; Paul was tired; not only from the match the night before, but also the two hours of intense marathon sex that had followed once they had gotten back to Montana’s room. Of all the times he’d slept with women, she had to be the wildest and hottest lover he’d ever had and couldn’t get enough of her. Hell, Montana had been basically the first woman to wear him out in bed.
“Can we sleep with you?” Kira finally asked.
“Girls, come on, you’re getting too big for that,” he protested.
“Miss Montana sleeps with you when she stays and she’s bigger than us,” Mac said.
“Montana isn’t one of my kids,” Paul replied.
“And you rassle with her under the blankets,” Kira added.
He put a pillow over his head and groaned. “Oquela. You girls are just too damn nosy.”
“Por favor, Papi?” they begged.
Paul sighed and figured a few hours wouldn’t hurt. Good thing he had his boxers on.
He pulled back the covers and nodded. “Sí, mis niñas. But you need to go back to sleep.”
“Papi?” Mac asked quietly.
“What now, Mac?”
“Can Miss Montana go home with us?”
“Actually, she is going with us, but we aren’t going home. It‘s a special trip.”
“Where we going?” Kira asked.
“If I told you guys, it wouldn’t be very special.”
“Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?” they both cried.
“No. Seriously, go back to sleep. You’ll find out this afternoon.”
Later that morning:
“House looks great,” Jack Hayes said approvingly.
“Thanks, Jack,” Tasha replied, giving her father in law his breakfast. “So I’m presuming you’re excited about Montana coming today?”
“Not just my little girl,” he glowed. “She’s bringing a new fellow in her life with her too.”
Tasha perked up. “Moni finally has a boyfriend?”
“Yep. One of those wrestling fellows. Sounds pretty decent. He’s got two little ones of his own.”
“Oh, is he divorced?” Tasha asked.
“No, he lost his missus too. The younger one was just a baby, according to Montana. Anyway, seems this fellow of hers has been raising those little girls by himself since.”
“How does a man raise two little girls without a mom?”
“The same way I raised Montana and her brother,” Jack nodded. “It isn’t an easy job, but we men always manage. Lucky for me, she and Sly weren’t much of a handful.”
“Well, I have to give respect to single parents,” Tasha agreed. “I rather get a taste of it sometimes with Logan when Sly is away on business. I couldn’t imagine doing that all of the time. To be honest, I’ll be glad when school starts. And how old are these man’s children anyway? Did Moni tell you?”
Jack nodded. “The older girl is six and the little one three.”
“My goodness, that poor man.”
“Actually, Montana says they’re good girls, and that the older one is pretty smart and grown up for her age. I was thinking she’d make a good playmate for Logan while they were here.”
“So what’s the story behind Moni and this guy?”
“Evidently they knew each other in passing for a bit, then got to talking one day. He was in a bind to get someone to sit with the kids while he did a show. Well, you know the generous soul my Montana is, always wanting to help, so she volunteered to stay with them. It seemed she hit it off with those little ones and been helping to look after them since.”
“Sounds like she eventually hit it off with their daddy too.”
“Absolutely,” Jack nodded. “Who knows, she might be an instant mama one of these days.”
“Jack, you are determined to marry that girl off and for her to be a mother, aren’t you? Keep in mind she’s probably known this guy only a short while.”
“She ain’t getting any younger and neither am I. I’d like more grandchildren than just Logan, you know.”
“Moni’s only thirty four. She has the rest of her life.”
“That’s another thing I forgot to mention. Her fellow is only twenty eight.”
“Moni snagged herself a younger man? And you’re all for this?”
“Age is only a number, sweetheart. Remember, I got ten years on Dotty. Hell, if neither she nor this fellow got a problem with age things, why should I care?”
“I just hope Sly is as understanding when his sister and her new boy toy show up today.”
“He’ll just have to deal with it. The important thing is that this fellow is good to my daughter. Otherwise, there will be a problem. He won’t have to worry as much about this old man here as he would about Sylvester.”
“And I’m sure Sly will have no problem putting him in his place. But I’m sure being a father himself, he’ll more than likely treat Moni like a princess, if he isn’t already. And if she’s happy, then that’s what really counts.”
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