“You’ve blown through a few women, brother,” Toby replied carefully.
“I made no promises and I didn’t hide how it was,” Johnny returned.
Toby eyed him a beat before he said, “I hear that.”
Johnny dug in his jeans pocket for his keys. “I’m staying tonight with the girls. You can stay at the mill.”
Toby grinned. “Excellent.”
Johnny twisted his house key off and suggested, “While you’re here, you might wanna go out to the shack and see if it’s still standing.”
His brother was pocketing the key and his grin disappeared. “I thought you were looking after it.”
“I am but it’s forty miles out so I can’t go out there every day.”
“I’ll head out there,” Toby muttered.
Johnny looked to the house when he sensed movement and he saw Izzy coming through the screen door. Her dogs ran to greet her. Ranger lay in the grass where he’d camped out five feet from Johnny and Toby and he didn’t twitch.
He watched as she looked for him, found him and he gave her a jerk of his chin.
Then he looked back to Toby.
“Not thinking this is a good time for you to crash a party, Tobe.”
“I get that,” Toby agreed. “Just hanging around to meet her, say hey and make sure her sister’s okay. I’ll say that hey and take off.”
Johnny nodded before he curled his lips up. “I’ll end this saying what I know I don’t have to say. It’s good to have you home, brother.”
Toby smiled back. They moved in, bumped shoulders then moved away and both of them turned to head back to the table.
He saw that Deanna and Charlie were up, doing something, and Izzy was heading toward them.
Her smile on his brother was bright but it still didn’t hide the worry.
“Toby, right?” she asked, lifting a hand toward Toby before she got to them. “I’m so happy to meet you and I’m so happy you’re here,” she said when she stopped, and Toby took her hand. She then went on to babble, “I mean, obviously, what played out with Addie and Perry was unfortunate for all concerned, especially Addie, and I’m sorry you had to witness it. But my sister is my sister. She’s bounced back. She’s gonna clean up her face and join us. I hope you will too.”
“I don’t wanna impose,” Toby said, squeezing her hand and letting it go.
It was then Johnny moved to her side, slid an arm around her shoulders and claimed her.
He saw his brother’s eyes flare with humor at the maneuver but fortunately that was it.
“Family’s never an imposition,” she replied.
Like she would know. As far as Johnny could tell, she only had two members of hers worth dick, and with the way things were, they needed each other to survive and stop themselves from becoming bitter and twisted.
“Things were kinda dramatic,” Toby said softly. “It’s really cool if I go and some time later we get together and share a beer or something.”
“We can share one now. Honestly,” Izzy assured. “Addie got it out and she’s fine. That’s the way we Forrester women are. Shove us to our knees, we just get back up and keep going.”
He felt his jaw get hard at her words and Toby’s eyes cut to Johnny’s then right back to Iz.
“Really, stay,” she continued, throwing an arm out behind her toward the table. “The only thing that would upset Addie now is if you didn’t stay because you thought she’d be uncomfortable.” She shot him a smile. “And I’m a good cook.”
“She’s absolutely that,” Johnny put in.
Toby looked again to his older brother, assessing if that was Johnny’s go ahead to accept the invitation.
When he read correctly it was, he turned his attention back to Izzy. “Then thanks. I’d love to try your cooking.”
Izzy beamed.
That was when Johnny gave him a look that told him to take off so he could have a word with his woman.
Toby read that one too, smiled at Iz and then moved toward the table.
Izzy started to make a move too but Johnny held her back.
“Is she really all good?” he asked when she looked up at him.
“Apparently, the dastardly deed was walked in on two weeks ago. Addie and Brooks stayed with some friends while Addie made plans and talked to an attorney. When all was in place, she had her friends show up, clear out their apartment, store her stuff in a variety of different garages, sheds and attics and she came up here.”
“She always intending to stay up here?” Johnny asked.
Iz shook her head. “She just needed a break and to be away from there to make some decisions. She got up here and that was her decision but she couldn’t exactly make it unless she had a way to feed herself and her son. So she got a job and got Brooks in daycare in town and she does, actually, start Monday.”
“Margot can take care of Brooks and she’d be offended if Addie tried to pay,” Johnny told her, but she shook her head.
“She’d probably love it if Margot looked after him but she’d never let that happen for free.”
“And Margot would lose her mind if Addie put him in daycare when she’s got nothing to do all day but plan coven meetings and boss Dave around, and she’d lose her mind only a little less if Addie tried to pay.”
“Johnny—”
He used his arm around her shoulders to curl her into his front. “Let me talk to her to see if I’m even right and she’s willing to do it. Then we can take it from there. But at the very least, until Addie gets on her feet, she should consider letting someone with a kind heart lend a helping hand.”
She nodded before she told him hesitantly, “She’s gonna stay with me for the foreseeable future.”
This was not optimal and Johnny knew it was a dick thing to think, and it wasn’t even close to the same circumstances, but when he finally found another woman who he wanted in his life and his bed in what could be a permanent way, he wished she didn’t have a troubled sibling that took her time and attention from what they were building.
“I’m sorry, I see that—” she began, looking at him worriedly.
Johnny cut her off. “Nothing to be sorry about.”
“It’s just that, she has a little money saved but the attorney is going to cost a lot, and the grocery store doesn’t pay as much as she made in tips so she’s going to need a little help.”
She was going to get help.
This being Johnny paying for her attorney, if he could manage it, straight up. If she couldn’t hack that, then through a no-interest, pay-it-when-you-can loan. He was also putting her and Brooks in one of his properties when a tenant left. He had two small, nice, rental homes in town, closer to the grocery store, big enough for Brooks to grow up in, and when that happened they’d both have their own space.
But that wasn’t for now. They’d have that discussion later when there wasn’t queso dip to broil.
“She’s your sister, babe, and she got burned and bad. Do I want you all to myself? Yeah. Do I get it?” He pulled her closer and dipped his face to hers. “Yeah.”