“I swear to all that is holy, if you don’t get your ass back up here, I’m gonna lose my shit.” The words came out before I could stop them, and the frozen look of terror on my nephew’s face said it all. 

“Aunt Avery!” Rett screeched the way only a five year old could, and still get away with it. “You’re not ‘posed to say bad words to me. Daddy doesn’t like it.”

“Deacon can kiss my ass,” I muttered under my ...