Chapter 47

We brought the steaks in, and surprise, surprise, we were short a chair.

"I will sit in Mas...Mister Harmon's lap, since there's not enough room at the table," Sam said.

"Thank you, Sam," Rodney said. "I think that will work out well for everyone, don't you think?"

"Isn't Rafi Sam's boyfriend?" Franklin said, the little shit.

"She is," Rodney admitted.

"Why doesn't Sam sit in his lap?" Franklin said.

Ariel saved the day. "Do you see how much bigger Brick is than Rafi. If Sam sat in Rafi's lap, she'd squish him like a bug. Brick won't squish because he's bulging with muscle."

Franklin looked at the two of us. "Yeah, that makes sense."

It was getting to the point, we might not be able to pull the wool over the kid's eyes much longer. Sam adjusted her skirt and sat down on my legs. I wasn't able to do