The Davenport Christmas Chronicles by Piper Davenport & Jack Davenport

Author:Piper Davenport & Jack Davenport [Davenport, Piper & Davenport, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Trixie Publishing
Published: 2020-09-28T18:30:00+00:00

Cricket

The next morning, I padded into the clubhouse kitchen to find Poppy making a huge pot of coffee. “I love you the mostest,” I said.

Poppy grinned. “It’s funny that you say that whenever I’m making you coffee.”

“Do I?” I asked in a sing-song voice, grabbing a mug.

“It’s gonna be a minute, Auntie.”

I wrinkled my nose. “A minute’s not really acceptable, Poppy.”

“And yet, I still can’t snap my fingers and make it go faster.”

I sighed. “Rude.”

Poppy chuckled. “I know. They didn’t cover that in school.”

I smiled. “What are you doing up so early?”

“I’m always up this early,” she said, pulling cream out of the fridge. “I can’t seem to sleep in anymore.”

“Where’s Sparky?”

“He’s helping Sid with one of the outside lights. I guess motion was caught in that area behind the sign, but the light didn’t come on.”

Poppy had started to call Hatch “Sid,” short for “Stand-in-Dad,” after he officially adopted her, although, she called him “Dad” more nowadays.

If I’d had coffee, I probably would have done a spit take. “Area behind the sign? I thought that was a blind spot.”

“It was,” Poppy said. “Until about two months ago when Sid decided to add cameras.”

I swallowed.

Shit.

“Who monitors the footage?”

“Recruits, mostly. Although, Flea acts as Dad’s second, so he’s the one who stores everything.”

Shit, shit, shit.

“Why?” Poppy asked.

“No reason.” I smiled. “Is the coffee ready?”

“Almost.”

* * *

Minus

“I take it you’ve spoken with Crow,” Duke said as he picked up my call.

“What the hell? You didn’t feel like giving me a head’s up?”

“Wasn’t my story to tell. Besides, I didn’t know if, or when, Crow would make it official.”

“He really buying the old Clark ranch?”

“Sure is. From what I understand, he paid full asking price. Sounds like he’s all too ready for retired life.”

“If you consider running around with a bunch of fucking alpacas retirement,” I grumbled.

“It’s good to hear your voice, Minus. Even if you sound like a city boy again.”

I laughed. “Out here, everyone tells me I sound like a hick. How’s Pearl doing?”

“I’ll tell you, that woman is gonna drive me to drinkin’.”

“But you already drink,” I replied.

“I know, and tonight Pearl’s drivin’ me to the bar so I can do just that.” I could hear the smile on Duke’s face.

“You crack yourself up, don’t you, old man?”

“Someone’s gotta do it.”

“Well, you tell Pearl Merry Christmas from Cricket and me. We’re gonna be in Savannah early next year on club business, and we’re gonna try our best to come visit y’all.”

“She’ll be tickled to hear that. We sure do love that little lady of yours.”

“The feeling’s mutual.”

“So, how did the Dogs take Crow’s retirement?” he asked.

“About how you’d expect. It’s tough enough losing a President, but when he’s the founder as well...”

I let my words trail off. If anyone had perspective on the matter, it was Duke. He’d known the founders of both the Saints and the Dogs since the beginning. Both clubs had chapters in Savannah, and although Duke had never been affiliated with either, he rode and did business freely with both.

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