Gavin refilled Rielle’s cup and Sierra’s before topping off his. The kid had kicked her addiction to Starbucks, but she was still a morning caffeine junkie. “But then I got to thinking about it and I realized it’s not a bad idea.” “What was her suggestion?” “That I have a family housewarming party.” He knocked back a slug of coffee. “Here.” Rielle’s hands tightened around her mug. “When?” “I think we should get it out of the way tomorrow night.” “Tomorrow night?” Sierra repeated. “Yeah, why? Is there something else going on?” She paused. Opened her mouth. Closed it. Then shook her head. “And get this—Vi believes I ought to invite all the McKays.” “All the McKays?” Rielle repeated. “At one time?” Sierra snickered. “What’s so funny?” “The look on Rielle’s face as she’s thinking about Ky, Anton and Hayden playing football in the living room.” Gavin scowled at her. So much for his daughter backing his play. “This is your house.
