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items from the seat.
    “Damn, you got the good gin.” She lifted her head and slid into the seat. “Let’s start with dinner.” She set the bag at her feet and pressed her nose into the bouquet.
    Rick slid into the driver’s side. “Where to?”
    She twisted his way. “Pizza Land. You know, that place with the puppets and video games?”
    “This will be interesting.” He started the car and pulled into traffic.
    “Get used to it. I have a feeling you might be around for a long time.” Indiana touched his arm.
    “That’s what I’m hoping, Dirty. That’s what I’m hoping.”
    Deep down, he wanted the fairytale, too, a family, the white picket fence and all the trappings that came with it. And he wanted it with the woman sitting next to him. When he’d made up his mind to help her, he’d taken the first step.
    “Happy Mother’s Day, Dirty.”
    “Thank you.” Her smile grew impressively larger. “For everything.” She exhaled and settled down in her seat. “I am officially their mother.”
    He glanced over at her. She wiped at tears rolling down her cheeks. “I can do things the right way now.”
    Rick brushed his thumb over her cheek. “So can we revisit the breakfast request?”
    “Don’t be a dick, Dick.” Dirty burst out in laughter.
    The End
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Maybe Baby

 
     
     
     
    Chapter One
     
    The sun shone brightly and fluffy white clouds gently rolled through a picture-perfect, baby blue sky. A few trees dotted the concrete landscape adding hints of green to the otherwise sterile environment. Exhaust fumes were ripe in the air as cars zipped in and out from different drop-off areas for the various airlines.
    Jethro “Andy” Andersen gazed out the passenger side window of his friend’s car, watching people scurry along the sidewalk with their luggage in tow. His pal and old partner, Rick Livingston, eased the vehicle up to the curb.
    It was a great day to travel. Too bad it was family he had to visit.
    Andy had his hand on the lever ready to exit the automobile before it came to a complete stop. The quicker he went back home, the faster he could get the hell out of Dodge—or, in his case, Houma, Louisiana. “Thanks for the ride, see you in a few days.” He yanked the door handle and gripped the duffle resting between his feet.
    “You’re going on vacation for a week and all you’re taking is an overnight bag?” Rick glanced down at the tote and lifted his head with one brow cocked.
    “I don’t plan on being gone that long.”
    Rick was the closest person he had to a best friend. How did he explain that it was an obligatory trip, thanks to his grandmother’s constant nagging for him to return home? When he left Houma for the Marines, he never had any intentions of going back. After four years active duty and four years reserve, he eventually ended up in Little Rock, Arkansas, where he’d built his new life.
    Ten years and he still hadn’t gone back. He left his ghosts in that town and he sure as hell didn’t want reminders of their existence. But Sadie Mae LaRue, his Memaw, was calling him home. He would swear the old woman had something up her sleeve.
    “Uh-huh. Well, the weekly poker game won’t be the same without you.”
    “Like you would know,” Andy chuckled, and shoved the door open. “Ever since you hooked up with the hot little tattoo artist, your attendance is hit or miss.”
    “Dirty does know how to keep a man busy.” Ricked grinned wide. He became animated, emphasizing his words with hand gestures. “You should be so lucky to find a woman that special.”
    Sharp spikes of pain stabbed his chest in the vicinity of his heart, creating an ache he wouldn’t wish on his worst enemy. Once upon a time, he thought he’d found that one woman that made him feel complete. He was wrong.
    Sadness turned to frustration, and then morphed into anger. She was the reason he hadn’t gone back to Houma. To know Silacious Boudreaux was a