Chapter 6

She took a deep breath. “Well, if that’s the case, I’ll let it go—this time.” Her eyes narrowed. “But what the hell are you doing parading around in your skivvies? Go put some clothes on.” She moved to the stove and pulled a tray of fragrant buttermilk biscuits out of the oven.

“Yes, ma’am.” He turned to go, relieved he’d gotten off so lightly.

“And, Cole?”

He looked over his shoulder as she slid the biscuits into a cloth-lined basket. “Yes, ma’am?”

“Your backside’s hanging out.”

Groaning, he clutched at his butt and found one side of the button-up flap had come loose. No wonder Lee had nearly choked with laughter when Cole turned away from him. Face flaming, he bolted