Big Sexy: Mercy Springs Heroes Series Book 1

he went to retrieve it off the nightstand. He saw that he had been included in a group message with the Anderson girls and Grace. Lord help him. He was about to be bombarded with sarcasm six ways to Sunday. About a minute after getting Kresley’s initial message, the responses started rolling in and the avalanche of one liners began. Cade needed a beer.

Chapter Nineteen

Group chat titled “Cade and Kresley Part 2” with Kresley, Cade, the Anderson sisters and Grace

Kresley: So, just letting y’all know two things. One, Cade has been included in this conversation, so heads up before you talk about menstrual cycles and such (Birdie). Second, I won the bet. Well, both actually. Pay up bitches.

Cade: I’m just going to sit here and wait for the bedlam to begin babe.

Francie: holy hell fire and brimstone. You shut your mouth. Kresley, not Cade. Welcome by the way Big Sexy. The inner sanctum of our minds is a weird and wonderful place. Be prepared.

Kresley: Not even joking. Not even one iota.

Birdie: What’s an iota? Seriously. Googling now.

Birdie: Iota – noun; an extremely small amount. “nothing said made an iota of difference.” The more you know…. So does Big Sexy use an IOTA when naked?

Cade: Birdieeeeeeeeeeeeee. Stop. Brat.

Birdie: Wait. Back the hell up. Wait a minute sister. How could you win BOTH bets on the same day? Why you little hussy.

Cade: I’m missing a lot of info I think.

Gertie: Y’all. Seriously. Boundaries. Cade doesn’t need to be involved in every stupid thing y’all do. He’s not interested in wanting to know about some stupid bet.

Cade: I disagree, but…..

Kresley: Shut it Gert. You just don’t want to have to cough up the cash. And Birdie, Cade does not have an IOTA. He has a COLOSSAL. Lol

Cade: Wait, there’s money involved? How much we talkin’ Red? Enough so I can buy that new iPhone you’ve been wanting?

Kresley: Enough $$ baby. Aren’t you sweet for wanting to spend it on me? I love you.

Cade: Love you more.

Grace: I’m coming in to this convo late. Gotta catch up. BBL

Grace: Okay, that only took a few secs. So not one but both bets are now null and void? I want deets Kresley. Cade can chime in with visualizations.

Francie: Everybody hold up. Shut up. Kresley and Cade, did I just see the words “I Love You” involving both of you???????

Birdie: Gee Francie, you’ll make a detective yet. They wouldn’t have put them on the screen and Kresley wouldn’t have started this love fest text-a-thon by saying she had won the bet if they hadn’t exchanged love words and such.

Gertie: Oh wow. I’m so happy for you guys. Super excited. Yay Kresley, you found him. And his aunt makes the best cheese straws. So win win.

Cade: Okay, I’m officially stopping this train now and asking what the two bets are about. Kresley is sitting on my lap, not telling me and just giggling at y’all. Someone enlighten me please and I’ll buy you an iPhone, too.

Grace: I’ll do it! Mama needs a new phone and Whimsy Events doesn’t pay me shit. Just kidding…………

Grace: Bet #1 involved the five of us to see who could have a man say I love you to us first and we say it back in the same room, in front of each other. And it stick and mean something. This bet was made 2 years ago.

Grace: Bet #2 involved the five of us again to see which one of us girls would have sex first with a man we loved and planned to marry one day.

Francie: You’re forgetting an addendum to Bet #2 Grace.

Grace: Oh yeah I forgot. And the man we were going to have sex with needed to actually be in the same room when the deed was done.

Birdie: Basically, no phone sexting. It didn’t count.

Kresley: So, knowing the details of both bets, I can officially say I’m the winner of both! You each owe me $200. I accept cash or visa gift cards.

Cade: Wait a minute baby. Grace said Bet #2 was for a man that you were going to marry. So are you saying that’s me?

Kresley: Can we have a side conversation please?

Cade: No. I’m not going to look at you in real time until you answer here in text world. Your sisters would expect no less.

Francie: preach

Gertie: He’s snot you Kres.

Gertie: Grrrr…auto correct demon. I meant he’s GOT you Kres. GOT

Birdie: Score one for the Cade monster. But Gertie, what does Game of Thrones have to do with anything? #GOTrocks #johnsnowforever

Gertie: Shut up Birdie

Grace: Sasquatch found his backbone where it involves Kresley

Kresley: yes! Okay? I’m saying that’s definitely you. But not until you ask me. Appropriately. With jewelry. And a plan. And not tonight.

Francie: Ahhhh, my little sister is in love. I’m so happy.

Birdie: Well, this is all lovely and stuff, but all of us are at the Karaoke Bar right now singing “Like a Virgin” (just asked the DJ to announce it’s dedicated to Cade Grantham, Detective for MSPD) *laughing crying emoji* and need to get back to it. Can’t wait to hear details of how good Cade is in the sack. Later.

Cade: Brat. Virgin status became null and void about an hour ago. *smile halo emoji* Bye girls. Be safe. Do NOT drink anything you didn’t watch the bartender fix. Please.

Kresley: night everyone. Cade, come here.

Cade threw down his phone and pulled Kresley off his lap and onto her side so he could spoon against her in bed. “Seriously baby? Did you mean it about the marriage thing?”

“Yes. Not sure why that would be such a surprise to you. You do think I’m the marrying kind of woman, right?”, Kresley asked hesitantly, chewing on her thumb nail.

“Of course I do Red. Don’t piss me off right after making love to you. That’s not what I’m saying baby. Not at all. It just gives me a lot to think about. But in a good way. No, a great way. So, trust me. I’ve got