Texas Lullaby (Texas Montgomery Mavericks Book 7)

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bringing a stranger into my home.”
    He shoveled another tiny spoonful into Levi’s mouth.
    “Not a stranger. My parents.”
    “Oh, Jason. That’s so nice but I––”
    Before she could finish her sentence, the doorbell rang.
    “I’ll get it,” Ellery yelled.
    “Good God. That girl is going to let in a serial killer one day.” She sighed. “Don’t open the door until I get there,” she called back. “Not that she’ll listen to me,” she added, standing and hurrying out of the room.
    Jason had a good idea who might be at the door. When he heard his father’s booming, deep voice talking to Ellery, he knew he was right. Now, if Lydia didn’t kill him for arranging this without her permission…
    “Hi, honey,” his mother said.
    “Look who’s here, Jason. It’s your parents,” Lydia said, although he was pretty sure her voice was coming through gritted teeth. She glanced at his mother. “I am so sorry that the house is such a disaster. If I’d known you were coming, I’d have––”
    “Hush,” Jackie said. “I raised four children in a tiny ranch house. I know it’s impossible to keep a meticulous, or heck, even a kind-of-clean house with kids.” She went over to Levi. “You must be Levi,” she said, tickling the baby under his chin. “I’m Mimi. That’s what all the kids call me.”
    Levi smiled and purple-tinged drool ran down his chin.
    “Hi, Mom,” Jason said.
    Jackie turned toward Lydia. “How in the world did you get him to feed a baby? No one else ever has.”
    “Stop it, Mom,” Jason said, embarrassed at his mother’s comment. “Maybe no one ever let me before. You ever think of that?”
    Jackie rolled her eyes. “Right.”
    Lane came around the corner with each girl holding on to an index finger. “Did you see these two beautiful ladies I found in the living room, Mimi?”
    Jackie smiled. “I did.” She squatted to their level. “I’m Mimi. Now which one of you is Annie and which one is Ellery?”
    The girls released Lane’s fingers, ran over to Lydia and hid their faces on her thigh.
    “They’re a little bashful around strangers,” Lydia said. She dropped to one knee. “This is Annie,” she said as she patted the back of the girl dressed in green. “And this is Ellery.”
    Ellery wore a white top with obvious food stains on the front.
    “Girls, these are Uncle Jason’s mom and dad.”
    The girls looked at Jason, who smiled back at them and then to his parents.
    “Yep,” he said. “My mom and dad. They have been wanting to come meet you forever.”
    “That’s right,” Jackie said.
    Lane held out his hands to the girls. “They were taking me to their bedroom to see it. Do you want to come along, Mimi?”
    “I sure do,” Jackie said.
    The girls looked at Lydia.
    “It’s okay. You can go,” she told them.
    Ellery grabbed Lane’s left finger and Annie his right, and the four of them left the kitchen.
    The minute they were gone, Lydia dropped into a chair. “What the hell? I can’t believe you invited your parents over here. Good God, Jason. Look at this place. Dishes piled in the sink. A pile of clothes on the sofa. I haven’t run a vacuum in days. Dog hair is probably covering every surface. I am so pissed right now.”
    The last sentence was said with such a fierce growl that Levi’s chin began to quiver and then he began to cry.
    “Oh, baby,” she said to Levi, patting his back. “It’s okay.”
    Jason swallowed. He’d known she’d probably be upset, but he’d underestimated her ire. Before the children had come, Lydia had been flexible, ready to go with the flow.
    “Look, babe, you need a break. You’ve been here twenty-four seven for weeks. Mom’s been bugging me nonstop to let her come over to see the kids or get you to bring them to their house. Nonstop. I swear. I can only take so much nagging.”
    Lydia’s lips tightened into a hard line. “Nagging?” she finally said. “So nagging works with you? How about I nag you to get

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