me about them sooner or later.”
Beau remained silent. He knew Trey could read his mind. He would be patient for now. Sooner or later, he would want answers. Beau would cross that bridge when he came to it.
They all sat down to a breakfast fit for a king.
“I was going to get up and cook for you guys. I lazed out and didn’t make it up soon enough.” Beau loaded his plate full of eggs and grabbed a couple of pancakes.
“I’m usually up by seven,” Kylie said. “Habit. I can’t even sleep in on weekends.”
“I’m not much of a late sleeper either. That is unless I have a call like I did last night.” Trey took a large swallow of orange juice. “My shifts vary though. I work a lot of nights.”
“You actually have police work to keep you busy around here?”
Trey grinned in mid-chew. “Believe it or not, yes. There are people who sell drugs in Montana.”
“Place looks dead to me.”
“You haven’t been here long enough. Every city has its pond scum.”
He supposed that was true enough.
“So did you tell him?” Trey asked, glancing casually at his wife, who shook her head, then looked at Beau and smiled.
“You’re going to be an uncle again.”
He swallowed his food before he looked from her to Trey and then back again. “W abruptly.
diow! You guys? That’s great!” He stood and walked over to Kylie, leaning over to give her a hug. “When did you find out?”
“A couple of months ago. We wanted to get through the first few months before we told anyone. We just told Dusty and Faye last night.”
Beau slapped his brother on the back again. “Congratulations!”
“Thanks,” Trey said, just as excited as Kylie. He set his napkin down and met Beau’s gaze. “You haven’t even seen Lucas yet, have you?”
Beau sat back down. “Not yet.” He avoided eye contact with either of them and went back to his breakfast.
“He’s a cute little guy. He looks a lot like Dusty. I have pictures if you want to see them later,” Kylie offered.
“I’d like that,” was all he said.
“So what are you two going to do today?” Kylie looked from Beau to Trey.
“I need a nap,” Trey admitted, rubbing his stubbly cheeks wearily. “But then maybe we can grab a few beers and do some catching up. I have the day off today.”
“Sounds good. I have some calls to make this morning anyway.” He would also have to take a look at his bumper now that it was daylight. It was likely that there were more than a few scratches on it after the incident the night before.
“Well Kate’s on her way over so I’m going to go shower.” Kylie got up and turned toward the hallway. Trey’s hand snaked out and snatched her, pulling her over and into his lap for a quick kiss. “You’re not going to try and push the Richard thing again, are you, baby?”
Kylie looked at her husband crossly. “I don’t get your thing about Richard?”
“Are you talking about the gay guy next door?” Beau asked, setting down his fork. “Now there’s a busybody if ever I’ve seen one.”
Trey just grinned and Kylie slugged him and got up off his lap.
When she was gone, Beau looked at his brother sheepishly. “What did I say?”
“She doesn’t think Richard is gay. She keeps trying to set him up with Kate.” Trey took another gulp of coffee, still amused.
“He’s definitely gay,” Beau agreed. “Who’s Kate?”
“She’s Kylie’s friend from school. She’s a teacher too. She’s a firecracker, but you’ll get used to her. So how’d you manage to meet Richard already?”
“He was outside last night looking for his cat.”
Trey grinned again. “Ah, you met Mittens too then.”
Beau scowled. “No, Mittens met the hood of my truck and yowled like a fucking banshee. I’m going to be buffing scratches from the hood for hours.”
“Yeah, Mittens is a bastard cat. He doesn’t get out very often but when he does I usually get my gun out.”
Beau grinned at that idea. “I’ll remember