He snorted. If the teachers believed her. That was the point, wasn’t it? Fill the kid’s head with tales that weren’t true and she would probably get into the shit. “Sure, teach me. Teach me what you’ve been teaching Rain.” He leaned down and kissed her cheek.
“Dinner might be fun.” He looked down at her. “We can make Kit do the babysitting. Not like she’s doing much of anything else.”