Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53807 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
“Hi, Zale. You shouldn’t have,” Aspen said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
“None of that, little girl. Zale’s keeping you healthy. Say thank you and smile,” Jerico said in a tone that was definitely a warning that her bottom would be in trouble from more than just the medicine.
“Thank you, Zale,” she repeated quickly. Aspen knew better than to be too sassy.
“You’re welcome, Aspen.” Zale set the large container of bullet-shaped suppositories on the changing table. He looked around the room and focused on the table. “I can see why you want this outside. You’ve almost finished this historical baseball stadium. I’d want to finish, too.”
“Just don’t drop any pieces,” she warned.
“We’ll be super careful. Open up the back door for us, baby,” Jerico directed as the men took opposite sides of the small table.
They’d just maneuvered it outside and Jerico had gone back for a chair when their neighbor stepped out on her patio to water her flowers.
“Hi, Savannah!” Aspen called.
“Hi, Aspen. Having a party?” Savannah asked with a smile as she waved a hand at the extra chairs arranged in the backyard.
“I’ll make the team be quiet,” Aspen assured her with a laugh. Like she could ever make those guys do anything.
“Why don’t you come join us? There’s always lots of food,” Zale invited, with his gaze fixed on Savannah.
“Please,” Aspen begged, as Jerico joined them. “You can come help me with my puzzle while the guys cook. They promised me banana splits for dessert.”
“Puzzle? Like a jigsaw puzzle? I love those,” Savannah admitted, setting her watering pitcher down. “But… I don’t want to intrude.”
“We’d love to have you join us, Savannah,” Jerico assured her.
“I’ll get another chair,” Zale volunteered and zipped back inside.
Aspen looked at Jerico and raised one eyebrow as Savannah made her way across the lawns. When Jerico nodded slightly, she knew she wasn’t the only one who’d noticed how focused Zale was on the beautiful brunette. She noticed Savannah push something deeper into her pocket as she approached. Was that a miniature stuffie?
She couldn’t be…
The End