Love Slave for Two: Reckoning [Love Slave for Two 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

Love Slave for Two: Reckoning [Love Slave for Two 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Tymber Dalton

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grinned. Easier to get forgiveness than permission. “Consider this an early Christmas, too.” She took them to an electronics store where, after looking at several models, Nevvie bought her a mid-line unit that would last the girl a couple of years, at least.
    Then they headed to their last stop. “I asked Dad and Mom about this, and it’s okay with them,” she said as she pulled up in front of the cell phone store. “They are going to have rules on when you can use it, but this is an extra special present from me to you. Okay?”
    She leaned over and hugged Nevvie. “Oh my god, thank you!” she squealed.
    An hour and one new iPhone later, they were back home at Peggy’s. “Goodness gracious,” Peggy commented. “Did you buy out the whole mall?”
    Nevvie grinned. “After what happened in Yellowstone, Tyler pretty much gave me a license to spend.”
    As the women watched Laurie schlep her purchases into the house to her bedroom, Peggy leaned in close to Nevvie. “She doesn’t look as worried as she did this morning. Good job, sugar.”
    “How bad is the storm? Have you been checking on it?”
    Peggy’s lips pressed together in a thin line. “I wish the boys and your folks were up here instead of down there. But I know Tommy would never risk anyone’s safety. If he thinks y’all’s house is safe, it’s safe.” She looked at Nevvie. “Still, it wouldn’t break my heart to have all y’all up here for good, either.”
     
    * * * *
     
    The twins and Clay arrived not too long after Nevvie and Laurie returned. The twins had decided to get their stuff that afternoon because the weather would quickly deteriorate by the next afternoon as Edgar’s outer bands approached their area. After they were settled in their rooms, they gathered with Peggy at the kitchen table.
    “I’m not looking forward to this,” Elle said as she stared at her glass of iced tea.
    Danny nodded in agreement but didn’t speak.
    “Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you this afternoon?” Clay asked.
    “Not that we don’t want you to go, Dad,” Elle said, “but Mom will start in on us whether or not you’re there. It might be worse if you are. You know how she is. I just want to get our stuff and get out of there with as little grief as possible.”
    “I could go with you,” Andrew offered. “I wouldn’t mind.”
    Danny and Elle exchanged a glance. Nevvie stepped in. “He can drive my Pilot. We’ll put the seats down so you can fit more stuff in. It’ll go faster with three people than with two, right?”
    “Are you sure, Grandpa?” Danny asked.
    Nevvie didn’t know if Andrew, Peggy, or herself brightened more over his comment. Nevvie suspected at the rate the family was adopting Andrew that if Peggy didn’t eventually marry him everyone would turn on her.
    He nodded. “Absolutely.”
    “I know I’d really appreciate it,” Clay said.
    “Then it’s settled,” Andrew said. “We’ll go get this done and over with and enjoy what we can of the weekend. It’s liable to get a bit wild outside by Saturday.”
    The twins went to get ready. Peggy hugged Andrew and gave him a kiss. “Thank you, Grandpa,” she said, smiling.
    “It’s quite all right, love.”
    “I’ll get you my keys, Dad,” Nevvie said, unable to contain her pleased grin.
     
    * * * *
     
    After the three of them left, Nevvie went out to the shed with Clay in an attempt to help him straighten it up to make room. As Nevvie soon discovered, he wouldn’t let her help. Instead, he insisted she sit down and stay out of the way.
    “Nevvie, if I let you help me and something happens to those babies, Peggy, Tommy, and Tyler will all kill me. You just sit there and keep me company.”
    “I’m not an invalid!”
    “I know, but I don’t care.” He shuffled boxes of Christmas ornaments around into a neater pile. “You don’t need to be doing this kind of stuff.” The storage shed was actually more of a barn, large enough to hold several

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