Chapter 125

That night after a chat with her father and the Ricci's about her kidnapping and the events leading up to it, Poppy was feeling much better about things. Her father meant well, but in his younger years he had made a lot of bad choices he regrated. One of those being what happened with his daughter. He loved her and wished he would have told her long before.

After washing the dishes and making sure her nieces and nephew were tucked in for the night, Poppy headed to the living room where she heard voices. It was late and only the TV light was showing. The faint moans coming from the room almost made her a little jealous that it wasn't her in that room. Living with four brothers, she wasn't sure what she'd walk in on, and it sure wouldn't be the first time she broke up the action.

She was right, too. There were a couple who were steaming up the windows and going at each other like two dogs in heat.