Calling the Play by Samantha Kane Read Free Book Online

sink. “Just came by to make sure you weren’t dying.” He kissed the top of Randi’s head. “Do I have to beat him down?”
    Ty took a step back. The way the guy said it sounded like he had no doubt he could. There was something scary about Moon.
    “No,” Randi said. “This one’s good.”
    Moon poured himself a cup of coffee and started to walk out of the kitchen with it. Randi grabbed his hand before he got away. “How long are you gonna be gone?”
    Moon just shrugged and tugged his hand free, then left after a quick handclasp with Johnny.
    “Where’s he going?” Ty asked, wondering at the odd atmosphere.
    “We don’t know, and we don’t ask,” was Johnny’s cryptic reply. “His buddy Dickie owns a private security firm that does shit all over the world. Moon does favors for him from time to time. They were in the army together, more ‘hush hush’ crap. As long as Moon keeps coming back in one piece and pays his half of the mortgage, I don’t complain.”
    “I didn’t hear a car,” Ty said, frowning. “Where do you live?”
    Johnny smiled. “Two doors down,” he said. “If I had seen your car, I wouldn’t have shown up so early.”
    “You bought a house next to your brothers?” Ty asked, finding the whole situation surreal. But then, he’d been feeling that way ever since he’d met her.
    “No, are you crazy?” she said. “I didn’t buy this house. Meemaw left it to me in her will.”
    “Of course,” Ty said. “You’re living in your dead grandmother’s house.”
    “You say that like it’s a bad thing,” she said, giving him a deadly stare over the top of her coffee cup.
    “Nope,” Ty said, and meant it. “It just fits you. I mean, this town fits you. Like you belong here.” He cleared his throat, not really sure what he was trying to say, but sure he wasn’t saying it. He changed the subject. “Are your other brothers going to show up?”
    “Don’t worry, player,” she said, punching him in the shoulder. “Watt lives over in Hoover and Tuck’s got an apartment near UAB. He’s a junior.”
    “When he and his college buddies find out about you two,” Johnny said, waving a finger between the two of them, “expect company.” He laughed as he put down his coffee cup. “Well, I didn’t get to yell,” Johnny said. “But I am going to tell you that you’re off the job for two weeks.”
    “What?” Randi said, slamming the milk down on the counter. “Why?”
    “Really?” Johnny asked as they squared off across the kitchen. “You want to go there? How about that damn-fool car chase last night for starters? And him?” He pointed at Ty. “Not to mention mandatory time off when you get hurt in the line of duty.”
    “Just to be clear,” Ty said, “I willingly jumped in the car and refused to leave when asked.”
    “Which is why I impounded your Porsche,” Johnny said flatly. “Damn stupid move.”
    Ty looked over at Randi. “Is this a bad time to tell him I have another one in my garage?”
    “Maybe,” Randi said with a laugh as Johnny growled in disgust and turned to leave.
    “You have paperwork to sign, and then I don’t want to see you for two weeks,” he called over his shoulder.
    “Then stop breaking into my house,” Randi called back. “And I’ll come by Monday for the paperwork.”
    After Johnny left there was an awkward pause as Randi poured the milk on her cereal. “So how much did he tell you?” she asked, sounding resigned.
    “About what?”
    “About me,” she said, heading for the dining room table. It wasn’t a formal room at all, despite a couple of built-in china cabinets in the corners. The table was a plain, square wood table with four chairs, clean and pretty, but it was well-loved and old. “About my crazy-ass family.”
    “A little,” Ty said. “Mainly just that you have four brothers and different mothers.”
    “Okay,” she said, carefully putting her bowl down as she sat. “I’m going to give you the summary,