syrup.”
“If you stick your spigot in me, I wouldn’t be the one topping anymore.”
“Nice. You freak.”
“You were the one who wanted to make syrup out of my sappiness,” Evan protested, and he started to ease his body away. He didn’t want to, but they couldn’t stay like that forever. “You’re going to call the lawyer? Tell her to go ahead?”
“Evan, two million dollars….” The post-fuck relaxation was instantly gone, and Dan’s voice was back to being tense and unhappy. “Only if she runs. If she does, she does, but hopefully she won’t.” Evan kissed Dan’s neck. “She’s family, Danny.”
Dan nodded slowly, then eased around and bent over to pull up his jeans. “Yeah,” he said, “she is. But I have no idea if she knows what that means.”
J
EFF looked at the pile of crap in his shopping basket and then looked over at Evan’s cart. It had about ten times more items than Jeff had managed to find.
Evan caught his look. “It’s polite,” he protested. “Welcoming. And she’s going to be stuck in the guest house for two months; she needs stuff to keep her busy.”
“You’re getting her a laptop and an iPad,” Jeff said. “Speakers. Cordless keyboard.” He leaned over Evan’s cart and poked a little. “Xbox and Wii. Half a rack full of games. Seven million different controllers and accessories.” He frowned. “What if she doesn’t like games?”
“What if she doesn’t like books? Your e-reader’s going to be pretty useless then, isn’t it?” Evan nodded smugly. “But my iPad will still be an excellent toy. There’s something for everyone on the iPad.”
Jeff had to admit that Evan had a point. Maybe Krista wouldn’t be a reader. Dan wasn’t, really. He only read about horses, and that could be considered work rather than pleasure. “Maybe I shouldn’t get it,” Jeff said. “Even if she does like to read, she can get books on the iPad, right?”
“Jeff!” Evan sounded genuinely disappointed. “She needs something with e-ink. She’ll get eyestrain if she tries to read a whole book on a backlit screen.”
“This is getting out of control,” Jeff said. “What the hell are we doing, buying a million gifts for a stranger?”
“Come on, Jeff; they’re not for her.” Evan smiled softly. “They’re for Dan. So he’ll know that we care about the person he cares about.”
Damn. Jeff should have been the one to say that. He reached his hand out and rested it on the back of Evan’s neck. “Yeah. Okay. What else does Dan want us to buy for her?”
“Not baby stuff,” Evan said. Jeff raised a questioning eyebrow as he brought his hand back to his side. Evan shook his head forbiddingly. “I promised Tat she could be in charge of that. She and your mom are going shopping tomorrow. I think Robyn’s going too.”
“What about maternity stuff? Like… I don’t know. Clothes?”
“Tat’s got dibs. But she said she wants to meet Krista first, get an idea of her coloring and her size. It sounded stupid to me—I’m pretty sure her coloring is like Dan’s, and her size is going to be ‘huge’, right? She’s seven months pregnant.”
“So we’re just in charge of toys?”
“Not baby toys. Tat would kill me. Just things to make the next two months better.”
“Before she gets hauled off to jail.” It was easy to get excited about the new member of their extended family, but hard to stay that way when Jeff remembered what was going to happen at the end of it all.
Evan sighed. “My guys say Susan’s doing a killer job. They couldn’t believe the deal she got for the next two months. But, yeah, they say there’s no way she’s getting away without serious time.”
Jeff didn’t really think this was the right place for the conversation, in the middle of a crowded electronics store, but he wasn’t sure when they’d find another opportunity. “And we’re prepared for that? I mean… the baby. If Dan gets custody of the baby… we’re