Kris Fletcher - Picket Fence Surprise

“Thanks, Millie, but Cady and I should get going.” There. Contrary to what his grandmother had always insisted, he did have some manners.

“Seriously, Xander.” Heather appeared at his elbow, tucking a credit card into her pocket. “Pull up a chair. Cady can eat pizza, right?”

As if on cue, Cady slapped his thigh. “Daddy? I hungy.”

“It’s still raining.” Millie pointed to the window. “And we got a big one so I could have leftovers for lunch, but there’s still enough for you to have some as long as you’re not too hungry.” She frowned, eyes narrowing behind her glasses. “You’re not super starving, are you?”

“Millie!”

“Not at all.”

“Good. Then we’ll have enough. You sit there.”

Heather shook her head. “You might as well give in, Xander. There’s no escape.”

“In that case, let me get my little monkey cleaned up, and we’ll be glad to join you.”

He swung Cady onto his shoulder and carried her to the sink, pausing for a second to wink at the rain hitting the windows.

Thanks, Mother Nature. I owe you one.

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