“It started out okay, but pretty soon got embarrassing,” JJ told Maggie over the phone later that night.
“Oh?”
“My dads were all kissy-kissy. God, at their age, it’s gross.”
“You’re just jealous.”
Calvin had said the exact same thing. “And whose fault is that?”
“You know what they say, treat ’em mean and keep ’em keen.”
“That’s your wicked plan.” He groaned.
“Oh, poor baby,” she soothed. “So, what happened, besides your dads making out at the dinner table?”
JJ rolled his eyes. “Not just at the table, but in the hallway, in the middle of the kitchen, and—”
Maggie moaned. She’d told JJ a number of times how hot she thought two men making out were.
“Am I turning you on?” JJ asked. If so, he’d continue. He was becoming desperate, he’d try anything to convince Maggie to go to third b
