Shoulda Been a Cowboy (Rough Riders #7)(70)

“Cam. Stop.” Domini planted herself in front of him. “Take your brother’s help.”


He scowled. “I don’t need it.”


“Yes, you do. And if you don’t take it, I’ll move all the stuff by myself.”


“Like hell,” Cam and Cord said simultaneously.


“See? You two can agree on something.”


Cord’s smile was as slow and as lethally sexy as Cam’s. “I am so gonna love sayin’ ‘listen to your wife’ little bro, since you get such a huge f*ckin’ chuckle outta sayin’ it to me all the damn time.”


Cam relaxed. Smirked. “I can’t wait.”


“Seriously. Let us help you.”


“Fine. As long as it’s only you and Colby. Not Ma and Dad, not anyone else.”


“Not a problem.”


“There’s not much anyway, maybe one load, I don’t have much,” Domini said. “And Anton’s stuff is still boxed up in the entryway so that’ll be easy.”


“Maybe we oughta just go get it done now.” Cord’s look challenged Cam. “Will it piss you off if I suggest you stay here with the boys?”


“Yep.”


“Then I’ll say it.” Domini stood on her tiptoes to whisper, “Stay here and save your strength for tonight because you’re gonna need it, husband.”


He growled.


“We won’t be long. And if Anton and Ky get hungry, just feed them mac and cheese.”


Domini and Cord returned three hours later. Cord stacked the boxes on the deck and Cam insisted on taking them into the house. Once Cord’s truck was unloaded, he and Ky took off.



Anton sat on the steps with Gracie.


“She seems to like you,” Domini said.


He didn’t answer.


“We picked up your stuff from your mom’s house.”


No answer.


“Want to see your room?”


“I guess.”


Domini wondered why Anton was surly. She showed Anton his room. “The bathroom is across the hall.”


“Where is your room?”


She pointed. “Right there. I’m not far.”


“I’m hungry.”


“Didn’t Cam feed you?”


“Yeah, but he burned it. Tasted so crappy the dog wouldn’t even eat it.”


“Anton! That’s not nice.”


“But it’s true.”


“Come on, I’ll fix you something.” She whipped up a couple grilled cheese sandwiches. While Anton devoured the entire plate, she jotted down grocery items. Good Lord the man was a bachelor to the core when it came to food. That’d have to change.


Cam entered the kitchen through the sliding glass door. “I thought I smelled food.”


“You want a grilled cheese?”


“Sure.” He came up behind her and kissed her neck, sending a delicious shiver through her. “Better make it two.”


“We’ll need to hit the grocery store later.”


“I figured.”


Domini looked over at Anton. “Anything special I need to put on the list?”


“Oreos. Chips. Mountain Dew. Cap’n Crunch.”


“No, no, no, and maybe.” She’d seen a box of Peanut Butter Cap’n Crunch in the cupboard, so she knew Cam liked it. “Name something healthy.”


“Why?


“Because eating that stuff is bad for you.”


“It’s what I like. My mom never said I couldn’t have it.”


Anton already played the “my mom” card? “Your mother and I had very different ideas about food, remember? So for now, we’re doing it my way.”


“Your way sucks.”


“Hey,” Cam said sharply, “let’s get one thing straight up front. You don’t get to talk to her like that. Ever.”


Anton hopped down from the breakfast bar.


“Where you going?” Domini called out.


The slam of his bedroom door was the answer.


“That went well.”


Cam tugged her into his arms. “It’s going to be an adjustment. I’ll cut him a little slack because he just lost his mother. And now he’s living in a strange place. But I won’t stand for him disrespecting you. Or me. Let’s just let him be for now and see what happens, okay?”


“Okay.”


He brushed his mouth over her ear. “I want you.”


Her belly fluttered.


“I know it ain’t gonna happen until he’s tucked in for the night, but I can’t help myself. I can’t get enough of you.”


“I should hope you haven’t gotten enough of me, since we’ve only been married one day.”


“He goes to bed early, right?” he murmured.


Domini figured her own bedtime had just gotten a lot earlier too.