Shoulda Been a Cowboy (Rough Riders #7)(65)

“Say no more. I will take care of it pronto.” She sniffled. “And can I just say I’m really really really happy for you?”


“Yeah, you can.” His wild child baby sis was such a softie. “Do you still have Grandma Dinah’s wedding ring?”


“Yeppers. Why?”


“I know Grandma left it to you and all, and obviously I’d pay you for it—”


“Cameron West McKay, you’ll do no such thing as pay me! I don’t know why the hell she ever left it to me anyway, unless she thought it was the only wedding ring I’d ever get.”


Cam laughed.


“I’d hoped one of my brothers would want it.”


“As I am the last male to get married, it ain’t like you’ve got a choice on which brother,” he said dryly.


Even though Keely was mute on the other end of the phone, he heard the gears churning.


Why the sudden marriage? Why was he denying his family a chance to share in his happiness? Especially when he’d had so little of it in the last few years?


Cam heard her intake of breath and he braced himself.


But Keely’s train of thought had nothing to do with his impending nuptials. “So if Domini is moving in with you right away I totally call dibs on her apartment.”


Chapter Seventeen


“…by the State of Wyoming, I pronounce you husband and wife.”


“Can I kiss my bride?”


“By all means, Deputy.”


Cam flashed Domini a devastating, possessive grin. Then his hands were cupping her face and he kissed her with such melting sweetness, with such pride and intent, Domini knew she’d start bawling if he kept it up.


She murmured, “Save some of those kisses for tonight when we’re alone.”


“Got plenty more where those came from. Now that you’re mine, I can kiss you pretty much any time I please, wife.”


Colt clapped Cam on the back. “Congrats, bro.” He hugged Domini. “Welcome to the family.”


“Thank you.”


Cam took Colt aside to talk to him.


“Domini, you look gorgeous, fabulous, radiant all those bridely type words,” India said. Her curious gaze zoomed to the chain circling Domini’s neck. “Where’d you get the necklace?”


“Cam gave it to me last week.” Lord. It seemed like a lifetime ago. But Domini had gotten so used to wearing the necklace, she felt naked if she took it off.


“I never would’ve guessed Cam was so…generous.” Indy traced the satin sleeve banded across Domini’s biceps. “And wow. Who would’ve thought this color would be perfect for a wedding dress?”


“Keely thought of it.” She’d shown up yesterday afternoon with three wedding dress choices. This one stood out—a simple, short silk sheath in aquamarine.


“Doesn’t it match her eyes exactly? I knew there was a reason I was compelled to buy this classy dress last year…it just wasn’t for me,” Keely said.


“Keely, I can’t thank you enough for all you did to get me ready. The dress. The hair. The makeup. The bridal bouquet.” Driving her to Spearfish so she could pick out a wedding band for Cam.


Her husband.


Oh God. She’d really done it. She’d really married him.


“Don’t sweat it. We’re sisters now.” Keely hip-checked Indy and whispered, “So now that Domini is officially a McKay, let’s figure out where you’re gonna tattoo her.”


“What? I have to get a tattoo?”


“Ssh. India has tattooed all the women who’ve married into the McKay family with the McKay cattle brand. It’s something we started with AJ.” Keely grinned. “Since we didn’t throw a bachelorette party before AJ’s wedding, we had a private tattoo party afterward at Indy’s new studio. Channing and Macie’s brands are ‘tramp stamps’ on their lower backs. Mine is on my hip. Indy did hers on the inside of her left thigh last year. Skylar’s is on her shoulder.


“At the McKay branding we convinced Libby and Jessie to get ’em too. Which was when I came up with the brilliant idea for the first annual Cowgirl’s Night Out.” A moment of silence passed as they all thought about Jessie, and how much everything had changed since that night. Keely squeezed Domini’s hand. “She’ll be happy for you and Cam, I promise.”


“Everyone is going to be happy for you two,” India added.


“Once they all get over being pissed off they weren’t invited to the wedding,” Keely said.


That had bothered Domini. It was like Cam was…embarrassed to be marrying her. Or maybe he wanted to save the big family celebration for when he got married for real.


Anton wormed his way between India and Keely. “Domini?”


“Hey, sweetling.” She smoothed his cowlick. “You were very good during the ceremony.”


“Are you really married to him now?”


“Yes, I am.” Domini held out her left hand. The large, square pale blue stone glimmered in the light. She definitely planned on asking Cam where he’d found such a stunning ring—on such short notice. “And tomorrow we’re both moving into Cam’s house. Tonight—”