Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
It was probably another thing that potential dates got wrong.
“Should we do a few more of the games or should we go walk through that architecture exhibit?” Dally looked completely innocent which would’ve made any smart man question his intentions.
But he made Harley blush because we’d already walked past that exhibit. “That’s…that was Legos.”
“Ah, but it was about the way tall buildings were designed and how they made them structurally sound. That means science.” Dally shrugged as Harley looked tempted. “And there were plenty of adults building too.”
Most of them were with their kids, but Dally was right about the number of men who seemed to be taking the Legos very seriously. “My tower is going to be the most structurally sound. Dally’s is going to fall the moment someone breathes on it.”
Harley clearly wanted to play with the blocks, so I didn’t mind poking at Dally’s competitive side to make sure our boy got to play.
Sometimes you just had to take one for the team.
Dally’s sharp inhale and wide eyes said I’d hit him just right. “That’s…of course my tower is going to be better than yours. I’ve worked construction.”
His job history must look like he had a dozen people living inside him based on the random shit he’d talked about over lunch. “Prove it.”
Looking sexy and offended, Dally’s head whipped around so he could focus on Harley. “I’m sorry. Those are fighting words. You’ll just have to hang out and pretend to play while I make an example out of Pokey.”
At some point he was going to get tired of that nickname…he had to eventually get tired of it.
“You’ve got to be kidding.” Glaring at Dally got another wonderful reaction from the crazy man that had Harley trying not to smile. “If anyone is going to be the example, it’s you.”
Harley’s eyes lit up, for some reason not worried about our bickering as he shook his head. “You’re going to have to be nice and share.”
Dally rolled his eyes. “There had to be thousands upon thousands of bricks in that room. I don’t have to share unless I want to.”
Shooting me a glare, he stuck his nose up in the air. “And I’m not going to share with Pokey until he admits defeat.”
Then he’d be waiting a long time.
Harley’s quiet snicker said he realized that, but he couldn’t help being sweet and trying to distract us. “But what if I do best?”
Dally was quick to frown at him. “You weren’t going to play. You were just going to watch so I can beat Pokey. If you play then we have to be nice. That’s a terrible idea.”
Looping his arm through ours, Dally marched us out of the games exhibit. “I have to win, so I can’t be polite. Besides, you made it sound like they’re boring. I bet Pokey wasn’t even thinking of buying some for his never-ending condo.”
I ignored the shot about my home because he hadn’t said playroom or anything that would make Harley nervous. “I won’t buy him things he won’t use. I’m the responsible one.”
Dally was not…he would be the fun caretaker who made lists of questionable decisions.
Harley’s grin made me question if he was thinking the same thing, but again, he was too sweet to say it out loud. “You’re both going to buy me things I don’t need, but that’s okay, I’ll get used to it.”
He needed toys and we all knew it, so I filed away the protest as just for show.
“I bet I can find the best sets.” Keeping in mind their probable financial status, I made sure to keep the bet fair. “First one to find a link to the best set…on a legitimate site…wins.”
Dally’s grin made him look like a Batman supervillain, so I turned to Harley before the madman could talk. “If he ends up as some kind of supervillain, I want you to remember that I called it first. We’ll tell the press he was sweet when we first met, so it had to be some kind of lab experiment gone wrong.”
The snort Dally let out made Harley snicker. “It would be an experiment gone right and I would take my newfound powers in stride. I am adaptable.”
That was one word for it.
Somehow our giggly boy managed not to laugh and nodded as he gave Dally a serious expression. “You are very good at handling changing situations.”
Because he was a walking, talking train wreck that barreled into every situation without thinking about what could go wrong.
Like somehow getting targeted for a pickpocketing in one of the safest areas of the city.
Hell, maybe the state.
Harley and I had our work cut out for us, but if anyone needed two partners it was Dally.
“I think I’m going to have to play too just to make sure you both play nicely.” Harley knew he’d been scammed by his Daddy but he didn’t seem to mind being pushed.