Trip shrugged. “Only because you’re the one in charge—nobody has to like the leader. Bet nobody liked your granddaddy either.”
She couldn’t stop herself from laughing—her grandfather would roll in his grave if he even thought she’d contemplate using the term ‘granddaddy’. “Yeah. Grandfather didn’t exactly court popular opinion.”
With her heels sinking into the sodden ground, she grimaced and peered down. “Is this mud?”
“Rained last night,” Shawn told her. “Didn’t you hear it?”
She cleared her throat. “Nope.” Over the screams and the shrieks? Rain hadn’t had a chance of stopping play in her bedroom last night.
Marc chuckled when Trip grumbled, “I’m so jealous.”
“Your turn tonight, baby,” she said with a purr and watched all the men turn to stare at her.
She preened at being at the ce
