Author's Note: Good afternoon, everyone. One thing about making plans with my big sister is that I have to keep in mind that she's an extrovert and I'm an introvert and sometimes things come up. Today was one of those occasions but we'll getting together for sure tomorrow morning and afternoon. And honestly, I'm not mad because I hate clothes shopping (especially for myself…) and my mother needed a babysitter for the kids while she and her bestie went shopping with her bridge card in preparation for the next cold snap.
Although the daily update chain will be ending tomorrow, this story is far from over and Val's non-Kloughn beau will be revealed here.
Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"
"How'd he get in?"
"Picked the lock."
"How'd you get in?"
"Picked the lock…look, get yourself a couple of deadbolts…and lock that shit up."
-Ranger and Stephanie in One for the Money (2012)
"Bobby, this is my big sister Val Plum. Val, this is Dr. Bobby Brown. He's a friend of mine from work and he's gonna help keep the crazy shit to a minimum tonight."
"H-hi." Val replied shyly, her eyes riveted on Bobby. Like I said before, even though he's got an ugly as sin counterpart, Bobby is very attractive. 6'0, 170-185 pounds of muscle, smooth skin that was a amber shade halfway between Hector and Tank, thick black hair in cornrows, big gray eyes, proportionate nose, pink lips, and a damned nice smile. Bonus, he's a roughneck sweetheart like the other RangeMen and a doctor that knows how to kick ass and take names when it matters. Overall, he's a solid 8 on my Scale of Sexy.
By the way Val is looking at him, especially since Steve looked more like a cross between Billy Crystal and Jim Carrey rather than someone like John Stamos, I'm thinking he's off the charts and into the stratosphere to her. She startled like a spooked deer and her cheeks flared pink when Bobby looked back at her and I bit back a giggle as he watched her retreat quickly back down the hall with more than a little interest.
While I inherited the crazy curls from dad, Val had gotten the docile blonde from mom and it was currently cut to her shoulders, carefully waved by the Clip n Curl. She had on a mid sleeved v-neck sweater that was the same shade as our last name, dark wash jeans with a beaded butterfly design the left leg, and the white nurse's shoes she had picked up at one of the thrift stores she had stocked up at. From the girls, she was a lot curvier than me but still trim in the middle, the weight sitting well on her 5'8 form.
Bobby has a thing for curves and for blondes.
And he likes kids.
Amazing what a girl can learn during a boring stakeout, eh?
"That's your sister, Bombshell?" Bobby asked softly.
"Yep. She likes you." I pointed out bluntly, making him shift on his feet like a nervous teenager.
"Uh, I can tell but…isn't it a little soon?"
"Yeah but she could always use a new non-Burg friend. Friends can always become more."
"Ah."
He was looking in the dining room where Val was quietly talking to Angie and Mary Alice. Both of them were in pajamas and looked a little worried about their mom going out on the town. Mary Alice asked something that made Angie roll her eyes but Val just smiled gently and ruffled her hair, making the nerves drain from her face in a pink braces covered grin. She pressed a smacking smooch to Val's cheek and galloped towards the play room where Lenny was holding it down with the boys. Angie stepped forward and hugged her mother before leading her back to towards us.
"Aunt Steph will keep you safe. She's got a gun and if that doesn't work, she'll just run them over with a car like she did with the creepy cop.", the 9 year old said with a firm nod.
"How do you know about that?" we asked in unison, Val amused and me…less than amused.
"Grandma told me. Have a good time. I'll help Mr. Stankovic look after everyone."
"And you'll have fun too?"
"I…I'll try, Mommy. Bye, Auntie Steph. Bye, Uncle Carlos' Guy."
Bobby snorted and Val looked up at him with a shrug.
"Angie's my oldest girl and she's always been so serious, like she's got the weight of the world on her shoulders. The…the last few months haven't helped that much…"
"It'll get better." Bobby told her in the same gentle yet firm tone that Carlos used at the Family Dinner From Hell pt.2. And then he smiled at her for good measure.
Val just blushed in response.
This should be interesting.
