CHAPTER 7
Emma’s eyes widened, astonished by what her mother had told her. “Damn, dad was a badass!” Emma exclaimed.
“Emma,” Reagan said, frowning at her daughter’s choice of words.
“Sorry, but he was. I can’t believe he did that.”
“Believe it. I know he seems calm and quiet sometimes, but your father can be quite feisty when he needs to be.”
Jackson walked in the door at that moment and both girls turned to look at him.
“Reagan, have you seen the watering can? These hanging pots are starting to get a little dry again.”
“Look on the back porch, hon,” Reagan told him.
“Thanks.” He walked through the house and out the back door.
Emma raised her right brow, scrunching her face at her mom. “Are you sure you married the same guy?”
“Yes, I swear,” Reagan said, laughing.
“Wow, that’s s
