“Now that you mention it,” Sophia spoke up, looking toward her older brother.
“Butcher's never fed any of the kids. Never changed a diaper, either.”
I slowly turned toward him.
“Oh, really?”
Butcher crossed his arms.
“I hold their asses.”
I laughed.
“Well, congratulations. You've mastered step one.”
Doom chuckled.
“Your ass needs to learn sometime before your kid gets here.”
Butcher shrugged.
“How about I just wait until they're Hellraiser's age? Then I'll teach their ass the good shit.”
I stared at him.
Oh, this man.
“So, let me get this straight. I take care of the diapers, feedings, and punishments, while you handle all the fun stuff?”
“Sounds good to my ass.”
I let out a loud laugh.
“Sounds like bullshit to my ass.”
Crank nearly choked on his beer.
Sophia burst out l
