Hat Trick

36.

*Troy's POV*

Chicken Cacciatore.

Kaylin asked for Chicken Cacciatore for dinner since we're going out tomorrow night, so you bet your ass I'm going to make it.

Here I am, in the kitchen after getting her parents settled in, attempting to chop up all my veggies when she walks in with Little Frankie.

"Mom and dad?" I raised my eyebrows.

"They're getting a shower and getting comfortable for the night." She smiled. "Are you alright?"

"I'm alright. Why?"

She let out a small laugh. "Because you can barely hold the knife Troy." She nodded.

I sighed. "I didn't expect it to be this bad." I shook my head. "My hands are cramping because of conditioning. Just the change of keeping it light all off season and going back in to it."

She gave me a small smile and held out her hand. "Let me help."

"You have a baby, I've got it." I nodded.

She took the knife out of my hand and spun Frankie toward me. "So you take her for a minute and I will cut all of this."

I sighed and took Frankie. "Hi." I gave her a small smile.

She smiled as I set her on the counter, and just started playing with my hands.

"She likes tattoos." Kaylin nodded.

"Oh do you." I smiled and rolled my sleeves up.

She giggles and just started running her fingers over my tattoos.

"I like tattoos too." I nodded. "Clearly so does sissy. You know, you look a lot like sissy. Pretty blue eyes, curly hair. I mean, sissy's is black, but you look like a sweet little Goldie locks." I sunk down to her eye level.

Then she started tapping the top of her head.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Kaylin.

She smiled. "She's saying hat. Words Frankie."

She tapped her head again. "At."

"She wants you to take your hat off." Kaylin let out a small laugh.

I nodded as I took my hat off.

She pointed to the top of my head. "Rowme."

My smile grew. "My hair is brown. Good job." I nodded and glanced at Kaylin. "Sign language at 1?"

"She can't talk yet, but she understands. We're teaching her sign language so she can communicate, and so she can talk to Jamie. A lot of kids start with sign language until they can form full words."

"I never knew that." I shook my head. "You're going to teach me, right?"

She laughed. "I can teach you sign language."

"And what's going on in here." Delaney smiled as she and Duke came walking in to the kitchen.

He looked at Kaylin, scrunched his face, then looked at me. "I thought you were making dinner?"

"He is dad." Kaylin nodded. "His hands are cramping and sore because he went light all off season, and he's back in to conditioning."

"Ah." He nodded. "Try braces or wraps at night. Helps with your circulation." He gave me a small smile.

Thank you." I smiled.

"Oh she found tattoos." Delaney laughed. "She's never going to leave them alone now."