Page 35 of Crusher

Of course when you mention bakery within amile of Ally, you’re buying cupcakes and she’s in the truck withyou because she wants to pick them out. That part I don’t mindbecause Ally’s a sweetheart.

“Yous are grouchy. Do you needs laid, UncleDevil?” I almost wrecked the truck when I jerked my head around tolook in the backseat at Ally.

“Where did you hear that?” Okay, we weregoing to have to be more diligent around the club if she washearing shit like that.

“I heard Daddy tells Momma that she was beinggrouchy and needed laid. When I’m grouchy am I goings to need laidtoo?” I glanced in Ally’s direction after I parked in front of thebakery, she wore a frown on her face as if in thought. And no, Iwas not going to go there, however, I wasn’t against a littlepayback.

I got out and went around the front of thevehicle to open the door so Ally could get out. “Sweetheart, whydon’t you ask your daddy that question during dinner tonight? I bethe can answer it way better than I can.” All of sudden I waslooking forward dinner. Who said karma didn’t have a sense ofhumor?

“‘K, but I hopes I like being laid.” Yeah,may be wrong but I was going to deflect. Didn’t want to think ofher grown and getting anything from a damn man.

“Let see about getting you some cupcakes.”Ally immediately grabbed my hand and we walked to the door, thenshe pushed it open, dragging me behind her.

I looked around. I hadn’t been in the bakerysince before I left for the military. We stood in line behindseveral customers as Bailey darted around the counter filling theirorders.

As I watched her, the girl who had at onetime told me she loved me, would she feel the same now if Iconfessed to her that I killed her brother?