Page 58 of Rowdy & Kat

We casually glanced at where Maria handed Colson to Ivy. She was so patient with everyone. A big, rude dipshit was the last thing Maria needed in her life.

“What if Rock is the guy she’s supposed to be with?” Farley asked, winning a scowl from my mom.

Frowning, I quietly snarled, “I thought you liked her?”

“I do, but I don’t trust dating anymore.”

“Well, let’s invite Rock over and let him meet Maria,” I suggested, turning Bebe’s scowl into a fearsome expression. “If he doesn’t immediately hump her leg, you can take that as a sign from the universe to get over your dating issues and nail down that hot nurse.”

Farley shrugged like he didn’t care one way or another. I was surprised by how disinterested he acted with Maria when he’d been a lovestruck fool for lesser women.

After the boys were in bed, Clint returned to my condo and announced, “Rock’s on his way over.”

Up until then, Farley had been in the middle of making small talk with Maria. Nothing about his behavior gave off any sexual interest. I had started to worry Maria might get her heart bruised before the end of her first day in Little Memphis.

However, once Farley heard Rock was on his way over, he suddenly shifted gears and blurted out, “Do you want to get dinner together sometime?”

Maria looked startled. I didn’t blame her. Farley had started hot, turned lukewarm, got almost chilly, and was now racing toward hot again.

“That sounds fun,” she said, flashing him a particularly flirty smile I knew from her sister.

The stunning smile had the same effect on Farley as it did on me. I couldn’t refuse Kat when she brandished such a warm, inviting grin.

Kat’s current smile was a sweet one as she watched her sister agree to a date. Her gaze flashed to me. I glanced up toward my bedroom before admiring her.

“I don’t want to bring a bucket to bed,” Kat whispered. “I also don’t want to get naked.”

“You don’t need to get naked for me to access your sweet little nub.”

As Kat’s cheeks flushed pink, she looked around to make sure my parents weren’t listening. Bebe and Pax had a habit of being so quiet that we kept forgetting they were right fucking there, watching, listening, and memorizing our every damn word for later.

Before I could continue the clit talk, Rock knocked at my door. Farley frowned at me as if I shouldn’t let in the competition. Shrugging, I wasn’t sure if I could keep the big man out.

Rock was over six-five and built wide across the shoulders. His dark hair was cut short, emphasizing his strong features and girly green eyes.

“Go away,” I said and tried to trip him.

Rock sidestepped my attempt to take him to the ground. “Don’t roughhouse around the kids.”

“They’re in their crib,” I said and shoved him. “Let me crush you under my boot. It’ll impress my woman.”

“I’m not helping you get laid,” Rock said and dodged me.

His gaze landed on the twins now standing in the kitchen together. I could see how he admired their beauty. I glanced at Farley who looked ready to help me tackle Rock.

“Which one is yours?” Rock asked in that asshole way he had.

“The hotter one,” I replied.

When Rock narrowed his gaze at them, Maria pointed at Kat.

“You look good for pounding out twins,” Rock said, as charming as ever.

Feeling protective, Bebe asked Rock, “Does your mom know you talk like that to new mothers?”

“Of course. Ginger taught me the perils of pounding out babies. I’m very educated on women’s issues.”

Bebe rolled her eyes while Pax snickered at his woman’s anger.