Piccola Volpe: Little Fox (The Billie Mahoney Series Book 1) by Liz Simmons

Author:Liz Simmons [Simmons, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Strength & Grace Life Coaching LLC
Published: 2023-09-18T18:30:00+00:00

THIRTY-FIVE

Billie

“JESUS, MARY, AND JOSEPH,” Micky screeches.

My upper body pops out from under the comforter like a Jack-in-the-Box and with wide eyes I squeak “Crap,” hastily untangling myself my blanket cocoon.

“Who’s here?” Xander roars, standing at the ready…butt naked, but ready.

Crawling across the floor to my jeans I pull out my phone and show it to him. “Relax, it’s just my ring tone.” Answering it, I cheer, “Hey, Micky!” loving when I hear his voice even if it’s just his ringtone.

“Hey, kid,” he greets in that warm gravelly voice of his. “How ya been?”

Feeling a little weird talking to Micky while squatting on Xander’s floor naked, I scurry over to the bed and throw the comforter over my lower half pulling it up to my neck. Thankfully, I showered last night and I’m not talking to Micky with dried cum caked all over my body. It took thirty minutes to convince Xander, but he caved.

Raking a hand through my slightly damp hair I grin. “Good, Micky, I’ve been good. We won our first game on Friday, and I got a bunch of studying done yesterday, so, yea, first week was pretty good. How’s things with you and Jimmy?” Xander’s back in bed, lying on his side with his arm under the comforter draped low around my waist. He pulls my lower back into his warm chest and his legs wrap around my ass under my bent knees.

“Things are good, kid, really good, actually,” Micky states.

I can hear Jimmy in the background. “Pa, for Christ’s sake, just get her on video and tell her. It’s not like she’ll guess it, ya.” There are muffled noises and suddenly Jimmy’s on the phone requesting for video.

I poke Xander in the chest. “Stay hidden,” I whisper-yell before turning on the video. His response is a sleepy grunt and a tightening of his hold around me.

“For real, Jimmy?” I whine, because once again the dickwad has the camera super close and I’m getting his pores and nose hairs. “If you’re going to video it, then trim it, Jimmy. Like make that your mantra for video chatting.”

He pulls the phone back and angles it so I can see both him and Micky. Jimmy snickers, “Yeah, yeah, Demon, ya know, I’m thinkin’ about growing them out, maybe braids or dreadlocks.”

Micky covers his head with his hand, shaking it to himself it at his son’s antics, and I stick a finger down my throat gagging. “So gross, Jimmy.”

“Yeah, well anyway, Pa’s got something he wants to tell ya,” Jimmy insists, nudging Micky.

Micky’s head is up and he rubs his jawline and chin with the backside of his knuckles before looking back down at the camera. “Ya had a pretty tough game on Friday, huh, kid?”

I don’t really want to go into specifics but it’s obvious he knows about it. I shrug. “Yeah, it was more rough than I’m used to.”

“Little rougher, huh, Billie?” Jimmy taunts with an arched brow. “Nothing happened at halftime or anything?”

That’s peaked Xander’s interest and he repositions himself to lean on his forearm behind me.

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