Blinding Trust (Mitchell Family, #7)(70)

She patted him on the leg as I sat down beside her. “Are you jealous?”

“Maybe.”

Miranda giggled.

“So, how about we talk about somethin’ else,” I suggested.

“Dude, what else is there to talk about? Our kids aren’t bothering us and I can’t wait to crawl into bed with her fine ass.” He grabbed Miranda’s thigh and squeezed it.

“I want to hear about Van’s surgery.” Miranda turned her attention to my wife. She sat Indian style and leaned back against her annoying husband.

“Well, it isn’t happening until after the round of radiation is complete. We wanted to make sure I was perfectly healthy before I underwent another surgical procedure. The doctor is going to remove both breasts and then reconstruct new ones to take their place.”

“That’s where the tattoos come in, babe.” Ty added.

Savanna laughed. “Yeah, my nipples will be removed and so they tattoo new ones on to look like normal ones. Of course they don’t have a point to them, but they look real enough. Besides, nobody sees them except Colt.”

Ty started waving his hands around. “Hold on, now! I think that I should be allowed a thirty second peek at what the new nipples look like, just because I think they are f*cking cool as shit.”

I cleared my throat. He was going to shit himself when he heard this. “If Savanna wants to show you, I will allow thirty seconds, from a distance of course.”

He got a sad face. “How will I see the detail if I have to be far away?”

Miranda smacked him. “Shut up! This is serious.”

“I know. I’m being very serious. It’s my life’s mission to see Van’s new tits. It’s only fair since I’ve seen her current ones.”

I cocked an eyebrow. “You know that line that you’re always crossin’?”

He chuckled. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll shut up.”

We started watching the movie and the room got quiet, but every so often Ty would ask some bazaar question.

“Are you going to go bigger? If I had a penis replacement, I’d go huge.”

Savanna burst into laughter. “You need to!”

“Hey now! Leave my little pecker out of this! Not everyone was born with a trunk like he was.” He pointed at me.

“It’s not little. It’s perfect if you ask me.” Miranda was trying to make him feel better.

Ty pretended to cry. “I’ll have you know that the average penis is five inches. I have at least two and a half inches on that. We can’t all be born with a horse cock.”

“My brother has a horse cock, too. Well, that’s what Amy says. It must be from the mother’s side of the family.” Miranda informed us.



Ty stood up and put his hands on his hips. “That’s it! Me and my above average penis are going to bed!”

We all waved as he pouted his way out of the room.

The next morning, we woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking. Noah and Bella were sitting at the kitchen table across from Jake and Jax eating pancakes and bacon. Ty saw me walking in and handed me a plate of food. I looked down at my plate and then back up to Ty, who was all smiles. “Is there a reason all my pancakes look like a penis?”

Ty held up Miranda’s plate. She had the same thing. “They’re penis cakes, dude. If you don’t want them, then I’ll feed them to the dog. I worked extra hard on them, you know.”

I rolled one up with some butter and shoved it in my mouth. He watched me chew it up and swallow. “As much as I hate sayin’ this, I appreciate you takin’ care of my wife when I wasn’t there.”

“So, let me get this straight. You finally realized that I wasn’t trying to sleep with her?”

I looked at Miranda, who had her hands on her hips, waiting for an explanation. “Well?”

“I was wrong, alright. You need to put yourself in my shoes. It looked bad and you know it.” I heard the door shut and noticed the kids were gone. “Listen, I may have overreacted, but I had every right to suspect somethin’ was goin’ on. She was keepin’ things from me and ya’ll were actin’ weird.”



Savanna came into the room. “Enough, you two. I haven’t had my coffee and we are past this discussion. Let it go.”

We both turned and started eating our food.

My wife sat down with Miranda and they planned out the rest of our visit. She had been so excited about coming that she didn’t care if we all just sat around and did nothing the whole weekend.

We ended up setting up tents in Conner’s yard and letting the kids camp. Of course, us guys were chosen to sleep in the tents with the kids. We had three tents. One for the girls and one for the boys and one for us adults. That lasted a good ten minutes. The girls started crying and the boys started fighting. We ended up taking our own kids in a tent and sleeping that way.

While we babysat, the girls got to stay in the cool house and relax. I would have complained more, but Savanna deserved it.

By the time Sunday night came around, and we’d had another family meal, we hit the road for our long drive home. Savanna finally seemed relaxed. She played with my hand while I drove and gave me looks like she was content with the world. It made me happy to see her so calm.

We still had more ahead of us, but were hopeful that everything was really going to be okay.