Page 84 of Theirs to Treasure

“That sounds good.” Lola gave her husband a kiss, and he got up, pulling his brother back into the kitchen.

“It’s not fair,” Jace was saying as they headed back. “You’re worse than I am, but you’re just pulling the wool over her eyes.”

“Face it, I’m older and smarter.” Dale smirked.

“So, which one is worse?” Josie asked.

“Oh, definitely Dale,” Lola answered. “He just waits, because he knows that Jace will always say something, or he can prod him until he does, so he doesn’t have to be the one to get into trouble. Like today, Dale was dying when I lifted that tray, and Jace didn’t notice until Dale mentioned it to him, then Jace hit the roof.” Lola giggled.

“I don’t get it, which one are you married to?” Becca asked.

“Oh, I’m married to Dale officially, so in the eyes of the law, he’s my husband. But I had a commitment ceremony with both of them. I consider them both my husbands.”

“How long have you been together?” Sarah asked.

“For seven years. Some days it feels like thirty.” Lola winked at them. Jace brought over a ginger ale and put it on the table.

“Thanks, Jace.”

“So, am I forgiven?”

“Yes, you don’t have to sleep on the couch tonight.” He leaned in and kissed her.

“You’re the best, Honey.” He walked back to the kitchen whistling.

“Making him sleep on the couch punishes me more than it does him,” she said to the three other women in the booth. Then she caught Josie’s frown, and looked over at the two younger girls sitting in the booth staring at her. “Oops. I’m sorry, girls. I think the pregnancy hormones are making me run off at the mouth. Just forget I said that.”

“I’m not going to forget it. I’m going to ask for details!” Sarah said, holding out her hand. “I’m Sarah Compton. You can tell me from my sister Becca by my eyebrow piercing.”

“Good to know.” Lola shook her hand, and then shook Becca’s hand. “I’m Lola Hart, and you just met my husbands, the overprotective idiots, Jace and Dale. You can tell them apart because Dale has the wider shoulders and Jace has the fantastic ass.”

“Lola, I think your mouth needs to go on lockdown,” Josie admonished.

“Really? I remember how you described Chance and Sam,” Lola said with a sideways glance.

“Yeah, but I didn’t say it in front of impressionable youth.”

“How about it, girls, have you ever noticed how men were put together, and those parts of them that were really put together well?”

“I’ve noticed,” Sarah said, taking a large gulp of her sweet tea, “but I didn’t realize that my little sister noticed those kinds of things.”

“Honey, with all three of you as gorgeous as you are, I imagine you have plenty of men hovering around. Of course, y’all have noticed. And Sam and Chance? Have you met them?”

Becca and Sarah shook their heads.

“Well, wait until you do. You’ll notice, too.”

“Okay, Lola, I don’t care if you’re pregnant with twins, your break is over.” Josie waved her out of the booth.

Lola stood, pulled out her order pad, and snagged her pencil from over her ear. “What do you want to order?”

Becca and Sarah just stared at her.

“Dale made vegetable lasagna for the lunch special, but there’s always the bacon cheeseburger.”

“I’ll take the bacon cheeseburger,” Becca piped up, “and a chocolate milkshake.”

“I’ll take the vegetable lasagna and a chocolate milkshake,” Sarah said.