Moving a Little Heart by Breanna Hayse Page A

Jake joined Terry in the doorway and Baylor looked at them in panic. She placed her hand over her swollen mouth. "I'm so sorry! Excuse me!"
    She raced past them and through the front door, running as quickly as she could to her own house. She locked the door behind her and leaned against it, catching her breath. Slowly, she sank to the floor, the cool tiles soothing the remaining sting from her backside. Lifting her hands to her face, Baylor exploded in another round of tears.
    She ignored the knocking at her door.
    "Bay? Sweetheart, please open up. We can hear you crying," Hayden said through the slit under the door. "Oh, look! I can see your panties from under here."
    "Lemme see," Jake's voice joined his brother's. "I see a little red cheek."
    "Go away," she wept.
    "Why are you so upset? You need to talk to us," Jake said, poking her with a slender stick that he'd slid under the door.
    "Stop that!" she yelled, grabbing the stick and pulling it through the slit.
    "Hey, give me back my stick. We really should weather proof this for her," Jake commented, poking at her with another slim branch.
    "Was my kiss that horrible that you have to hide from me?" Hayden asked.
    "What are you two doing?" a new, different voice questioned.
    "Hey, Matt!" Jake said. "Did you have a good vacation?"
    "I was working," the man answered in return. "I missed you guys."
    "We missed you, too. T-Bear has been a Grizzly." Hayden laughed. "Did you already say hello to him?"
    "I did and he sent me over here. What are the two of you doing on the ground with your noses under the door? You look ridiculous. What are you trying to get from in there?"
    "You have a new baby sister who just went postal because Hayden kissed her. Her name is Baylor." Jake's voice grew distant as he stood up.
    "A new baby sister? Okay, you two get the heck out of here so I can meet her properly. And give me that stick. Last time you went poking at something, you got bitten by a rattler, you idiot," Matt ordered.
    "I was a kid," Jake argued. "And I thought it was a mouse hiding under a rock."
    "And you're still stupid. Get lost. You too, Hayden."
    "Hey! No kicking!"
    Baylor listened to the interaction, fighting back a tiny smile at their bickering. She heard grumbling and a few swear words, a moment of silence, and then a knock at the door.
    "Baylor? Can you let me in and tell me what these morons did to scare you?"
    Matt was easy to instantly like. He grinned, walked into the house and gave her a giant hug right after closing the door. His laid-back and casual demeanor left her feeling like she had known him a lifetime.
    "I'm Matt, your official big brother and the voice of reason in this circus. Damn, you're short. We need to get you a step ladder for hugs. Cute dress, by the way. You're just missing the frilly panties."
    "They're back at the house."
    "Are they making you wear it for Halloween?" he asked, plopping down on her couch and crossing his long legs. Baylor nodded, fidgeting with the short hem. Matt noticed and patted the cushion next to him. "Don't worry about your modesty, kid. I don't know if they told you, but Terry and I are partners. So what happened in there? Did Hayden forget to brush his teeth?"
    "No," her response was bashful. "I just got scared."
    "At what?"
    "It's stupid. Do you want a soda?"
    "Water, please. I live with those doofs. Just tell me."
    "I've never really been kissed before."
    "No? Maybe you should have let Jake break you in. We already know he can run his mouth, maybe he is good at using it in a different way."
    Baylor shook her head. "No, I mean, it's not that. I was married before, and his kisses always made me want to wipe off my mouth. Hayden's were, well, nice ."
    "Okay, then why were you hiding and making them probe at you with a stick? Did they think you were a lizard living under a rock or something?"
    "Who knows what those two think?"
    "That is very true." Matt laughed heartily. "Spill it. You got spanked. You got kissed. And you ran.