“I’m her favorite,” Jackson taunts.
I snort, laughing. “That’s because she thinks you’re Daddy. You share the same face, so don’t go getting a big head about yourself.”
“Too late,” Kiera chimes in. “It’s so big, he has to get custom-made hats to fit his rather large ego.”
“The only thing large around here is your mouth,” Jackson shoots at Kiera. If looks could kill, Kiera’s glare would’ve brought him to his knees begging for mercy.
“So…” I turn toward Kiera to change the subject. “What are you doing here all dressed up?”
She chews on her lower lip as her eyes light up. “I was just dropping off a horse before I head out of town. Trent took a few days off, so he’s taking us to Fredericksburg for a little getaway as soon as I’m done here.”
“Oh, nice! That’s exciting.”
“It is! We really
