“Ooo.” Charlotte accepts the mug and adds creamer. “Do tell.”
“Lilly’s back,” Blake says.
“Hope’s friend? The one Z liked?” she asks.
“Yup.” Blake reaches for the coffeepot but I bat his hand away. “She’s got a kid too. Z’s.”
“Daaamn.” Charlotte’s eyes meet mine. I quickly lift one shoulder. “That’s rough.”
“Wonder how that will go over with Stella?” I snicker into my coffee cup. “Z’s little porn-star girlfriend doesn’t seem like the motherly type.”
Charlotte smacks my arm.
“I doubt Z gives a shit.” Blake shrugs. “Rav said Z had two bunnies in his bed last night.”
“Gee, can’t imagine why Lilly left,” Charlotte mutters.
“Nah, he wouldn’t be nailing two chicks a night if Lilly had been here,” Blake says with confidence. Hell, maybe he’s right. Doesn’t explain or excuse what Lilly’s done.
“Hope won’t want to touch that custody case with a ten-foot pole. I can find someone for Z if he needs it,” Charlotte offers.
I squeeze her shoulder. “Let’s wait and see what happens.” I don’t want Charlotte involved in some nasty custody battle, even if it’s to help one of my brothers.
Her mouth quirks as if I’d said the quiet part out loud. “So, Hope could represent you when you were trying to get custody of Heidi, but I can’t represent Z?”
The way this woman reads my mind is downright scary sometimes. “Not the same thing.”
She glares at me.
Blake grins from ear to ear. “I love you two.”