"Who are you texting?" Dark asked, frowning.
"Nobody," Cooger replied, smiling down at his phone as he went to see what the twins had texted him.
"Nobody," Dark replied, "You smile down at your phone, and expect me to believe it is nobody? Are you texting Lex?" Reading the text from the twins, Cooger choked on his drink. Dark's expression changed, fearing he had stumbled into a conversation he didn't want, "...are you texting Lex?"
"No I am not," He huffed, "Your sons ain't got no decorum, you know that?"
"No, they do not," Dark agreed, pleased to realize Cooger also received their teasing, "What did they say?"
"They said it's clear you've been raising them," Cooger replied, trying to figure out how to reply to their message. Eventually he landed on, I dunno, but if she told me she loved throwing slippers at two s**-talking ginger teens, I'd do that with her*