I told her every single detail I could remember.

“This woman is insufferable. Even Tyler thinks so.”

“He’s too young to have an opinion.”

“Yes, but there’s nothing wrong with his judgment of character. I’m so worried, Leslie.”

“This could head south very quickly,” she said with concern, agreeing about the urgency of the situation.

“I’m telling you, Archie is down the rabbit hole,” I said. “From the looks of things, I’d guess she’s screwing him every time she sees him. They’re all over each other. I watched the game in the living room with the boys while they drooled all over each other in the kitchen.”

“What can we do about it?” Leslie said.

“I don’t know. Here’s the thing. It’s the boys. This woman doesn’t give a damn about children. Those boys are going to suffer. And it won’t be long until Archie’s miserable.”

Leslie was quiet then. She was thinking about Hunter and Tyler’s welfare. If Leslie knew anything about me, it was that I adored those kids. And even though Leslie wasn’t crazy about having her own children, at least so far, she certainly understood crisply how they could be compromised if Archie married the wrong person.

She looked up with a huge grin on her face.

“I’ve got it!” she said. “I’ve got the solution!”

“What?”

“I’m going to seduce the shit out of him and wreck their relationship!”

She was so pleased with herself and her marvelous scheme. I was less so. And, excuse me, why was she so confident that she could waltz right into Archie’s life?

“What? What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I’ll take one for the team.”

“Really? Can you do that?” Just how far was she willing to go? Knowing her, she’d go as far as it took. I wasn’t so sure I liked her plan, but I couldn’t think of a better one. “What if he doesn’t want to fool around with somebody else?”

“Please! He’s a man, isn’t he? I’ve yet to see one say no. Watch him resist. Watch and learn, little sister.”

“I don’t know, Leslie. This could really backfire. I mean, if he’s in love with her and tells her what you’re up to, they could put the house on the market and move to Timbuktu.”

“Let’s sleep on it and talk some more tomorrow.”

“Okay.”