you’re going to need help with all your orders and an extra
truck too.”
“Look Charger, about Missy—”
“Yeah, something else? Or is
it you’ve got something against my courting your sister?”
“Against what?”
“I’m going to marry Missy.”
“Like hell!”
“She’ll come around.”
Gonzalo rubbed his forehead.
“You need to stop talking about marriage. I mean she’d cause you nothing
but trouble.”
Ben chuckled. “Yeah, the way
you said she feels I figured as much.” He took a deep breath. “Her
deafness or being kidnapped doesn’t matter Gonzalo. It’s not
important. The minute I saw her stalled by her car, I knew it.” Ben
took another deep breath. “Look line up all your brothers and your father
to beat the hell out of me if you want; I’m coming in to see Missy.”
Gonzalo dropped the receiver to a
dial tone. His life would never be normal again just because of his
teensy hung up sister and this giant. A giant? Oh God, what if he
threw all the customs aside and came with a damn ladder? Missy wouldn’t
be able to cope with anything like it! He jumped up, raced to his car and
hurried home.
After three in the morning Gonzalo
still sat in the living room wishing he could sleep. First thing he’d do
in the morning is cool Ben’s heels as far as Missy was concerned. So why
the hell was he up? Because Ben had said he was coming in to see
Missy—not Melissa but Missy. Somehow he must convince Ben his sister no
longer wanted Missy to exist. But was this why he was still up?
Hell no, he didn’t trust the guy. Ben was liable to come with a ladder
and hurt Missy more than ever, and he was probably just using Missy to get into
the family because of the drug investigation. Gonzalo planned how he’d
murder Ben. His head jerked up when he heard a big rig’s engine
gunned. No it couldn’t be him!
When Ben hit the far corner of the
block he gunned the engine and reached for the horn. Grinning as
houselights all around clicked on, he honked again and slowly turned.
Taking his time he rumbled down the block honking all the way. He felt as
if the grin had grown permanently on his face.
Gonzalo jumped up and slapped his
hand against his forehead. So much for all his planning! He looked
up and saw his parents and brothers coming downstairs with sleepy eyes and open
mouths.
“What in the world?”
“It’s Charger. I talked to
him a few hours ago, and he said he was coming to see Missy. I thought he
meant tomorrow, and I could talk him into waiting.” Damn! Did he
want to wake all the neighbors? Just as most of the Sanchez family walked
out the front door, Ben pulled to a stop and the horn blasted with full
force. More lights all around them came on.
Missy sat bolt upright in bed along
with several others in the neighborhood.
“Man, do you have to make all the
noise?” Gonzalo swung up to Ben’s door.
“Yep, want to wake Missy.” He
grinned. “Even if I have to wake everyone else.”
“What the hell—”
Ben raised his hand, blasted the
horn again, glaring at Gonzalo. “I want to wake Missy—”
“But she can’t hear—”
“Oh, but she can! The day I
drove up with her the first time, she heard the horn. I saw her
jump. He mashed on the horn again and more lights around the neighborhood
went on.
“But everyone will be mad as hell—”
“Yeah, I don’t care.” Ben
grinned. “I want them all to know I think Missy is the most beautiful
girl in the world. I want them to know I’m claiming her as mine.”
He pulled on the horn again, harder, longer this time, watched Gonzalo drop to
the ground totally frustrated, and opened his door. “I brought a damn
ladder too, and if I need it, I’ll use it.”
“Italians are crazy.”
“Stereotyping? So are
Mexicans.”
“Ben?” Missy stood in the
doorway with surprise in her eyes.
“Yeah, I’m here.” Ben’s
truck too.”
“Look Charger, about Missy—”
“Yeah, something else? Or is
it you’ve got something against my courting your sister?”
“Against what?”
“I’m going to marry Missy.”
“Like hell!”
“She’ll come around.”
Gonzalo rubbed his forehead.
“You need to stop talking about marriage. I mean she’d cause you nothing
but trouble.”
Ben chuckled. “Yeah, the way
you said she feels I figured as much.” He took a deep breath. “Her
deafness or being kidnapped doesn’t matter Gonzalo. It’s not
important. The minute I saw her stalled by her car, I knew it.” Ben
took another deep breath. “Look line up all your brothers and your father
to beat the hell out of me if you want; I’m coming in to see Missy.”
Gonzalo dropped the receiver to a
dial tone. His life would never be normal again just because of his
teensy hung up sister and this giant. A giant? Oh God, what if he
threw all the customs aside and came with a damn ladder? Missy wouldn’t
be able to cope with anything like it! He jumped up, raced to his car and
hurried home.
After three in the morning Gonzalo
still sat in the living room wishing he could sleep. First thing he’d do
in the morning is cool Ben’s heels as far as Missy was concerned. So why
the hell was he up? Because Ben had said he was coming in to see
Missy—not Melissa but Missy. Somehow he must convince Ben his sister no
longer wanted Missy to exist. But was this why he was still up?
Hell no, he didn’t trust the guy. Ben was liable to come with a ladder
and hurt Missy more than ever, and he was probably just using Missy to get into
the family because of the drug investigation. Gonzalo planned how he’d
murder Ben. His head jerked up when he heard a big rig’s engine
gunned. No it couldn’t be him!
When Ben hit the far corner of the
block he gunned the engine and reached for the horn. Grinning as
houselights all around clicked on, he honked again and slowly turned.
Taking his time he rumbled down the block honking all the way. He felt as
if the grin had grown permanently on his face.
Gonzalo jumped up and slapped his
hand against his forehead. So much for all his planning! He looked
up and saw his parents and brothers coming downstairs with sleepy eyes and open
mouths.
“What in the world?”
“It’s Charger. I talked to
him a few hours ago, and he said he was coming to see Missy. I thought he
meant tomorrow, and I could talk him into waiting.” Damn! Did he
want to wake all the neighbors? Just as most of the Sanchez family walked
out the front door, Ben pulled to a stop and the horn blasted with full
force. More lights all around them came on.
Missy sat bolt upright in bed along
with several others in the neighborhood.
“Man, do you have to make all the
noise?” Gonzalo swung up to Ben’s door.
“Yep, want to wake Missy.” He
grinned. “Even if I have to wake everyone else.”
“What the hell—”
Ben raised his hand, blasted the
horn again, glaring at Gonzalo. “I want to wake Missy—”
“But she can’t hear—”
“Oh, but she can! The day I
drove up with her the first time, she heard the horn. I saw her
jump. He mashed on the horn again and more lights around the neighborhood
went on.
“But everyone will be mad as hell—”
“Yeah, I don’t care.” Ben
grinned. “I want them all to know I think Missy is the most beautiful
girl in the world. I want them to know I’m claiming her as mine.”
He pulled on the horn again, harder, longer this time, watched Gonzalo drop to
the ground totally frustrated, and opened his door. “I brought a damn
ladder too, and if I need it, I’ll use it.”
“Italians are crazy.”
“Stereotyping? So are
Mexicans.”
“Ben?” Missy stood in the
doorway with surprise in her eyes.
“Yeah, I’m here.” Ben’s
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