“He said they really never had anything to do with each other. All the way back since they were young. He also had a sister.”

I didn’t think the past tense of that last bit was a good thing, but I didn’t get to react since she kept going.

“He said they were in each other’s faces all the time. But he adored her. He also said that Tabby and Rush were constantly going at it from kids to teens. And they’re super-close.” She looked to her sons. “My boys are always together, sometimes wrestling or arguing, sometimes not. Whatever this is will mean something else later. Knowing that, I let them be.”

This was food for thought should I be lucky enough to give Travis a sibling.

I was chewing on that notion when the front door opened and I twisted my neck to see Tack sauntering through. As he shifted around the back of the bar and came our way, he gave a chin lift to Pete, a nod to me, and a smile to his wife that made my heart flutter in a happy way for Tyra.

“You talk to Carissa?” he asked.

“No!” Tyra cried. “Shoot! With her showing with Travis, I got caught up in baby and forgot.”

“Talk to me about what?” I asked.

Tack made it to Tyra as Tyra looked to me. “Tack and I still own my old place. We rent it out for extra cash. And our renters gave notice about a week ago.”

I didn’t know why she was telling me this, so when she stopped talking, I said, “Okay.”

“Thought you might wanna have a look at it,” Tack said.

“I—” I started but only got that far.

“A little house,” Tyra stated and at that, my heart thumped.

Travis and me in a little house?

How wonderful would that be?

“Two bedrooms,” she went on.

Two bedrooms?

Heaven!

“I redid the kitchen when I was there, which was a while back, but it’s still nice,” she kept going. “And we put new carpet down in the whole place and repainted after the renters before these and our current renters have only been in there a few months. So it’s really nice.”

“I, uh… I…” I stammered.

“We need someone in it we can trust,” Tack told me. “The ones leavin’ jacked us around. Jumpin’ their lease early ’cause they had a kid, got pregnant, need a bigger place. The ones before them got a puppy, didn’t tell us, didn’t pay a pet deposit, puppy messed the place up. Which bought new carpet and paint and a pain in our ass. Not worth the hassle of gettin’ in the faces of a couple buildin’ a family. But need someone steady. Regular. In the family, meaning our family, who we know’ll take care of the place.”

I would definitely take care of their place.

Though, I’d likely have to start selling plasma (and then some) to afford it.