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I found that after not growing up with animals; I was missing out. Ellie and Hercules were amazing dogs and became the unofficial mascots for Walsh Construction.
Their snores were like some kind of metronome while my thoughts flipped through my head. I had the ring box open on my desk, staring at it.
Jake came into the office and grabbed a cup of coffee before sitting across from me.
“When you poppin’ the question?” He nodded to the ring.
“I don’t know. I keep trying to find the perfect time or way and … I come up short.”
“Do you really want to seal the deal?” He took a drink of the bitter brew.
“Yeah.” Reaching out, I snapped the box shut. “Last night was the first night we spent the night together. And waking up with her beside me? Man, I felt like a king.”
The door to the office opened and my mother walked in. Jake’s eyes widened, and he popped up from the chair. “I need to go check on the guys.”
“Uh-huh.” I smirked. “You do that.”
Bastard. Leaving me alone with her.
“Good morning, Jake.” She turned her icy glare to me. “Henry.” Then she glared at the two dogs. “What are those?”
“Dogs.” Jake chuckled and Hercules followed him outside.
Ellie came over and sat beside me. “Mother.” I dipped a nod. “Slummin’ it this morning?”
“Henry. Why do you have dogs at work? That’s not very professional.” She tilted her head as Jake slipped out.
“They’re my dogs, and I can bring them where I want. It’s a construction site, Mother. They’re not hurting a thing.”
She patted her helmet hair. “I’ve been trying to reach you.”
“I know.”
“I would like to see my grandson.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“You have two.” I sat back, letting out a sigh. “If you want to see Dillon, you get Charlie too.”
She pursed her lips and nodded. “Charlie is the one I wanted to see.”
“You take Charlie, you get Dillon too.”
“Oh, for Pete’s sake. They’re not twins.”
I shrugged. “They could be, but our boys are a package deal. You don’t get one without the other.”
“That’s fine.” She relented.
I grabbed a stack of posty notes and scribbled down Miranda’s number and where she worked. “You can talk with Miranda to work out the details.”
“You cannot be serious.” She glared at me. “They areyourboys and you can’t tell me when it’s convenient for me to spend time with them?”
“We’re a family, Mother.” I shrugged. “Miranda picks the boys up from daycare when she gets off work.”
“Fine.” She snapped and took the offered piece of paper. “I don’t see why you have to be so mean to me.”
“Have a good day, Mother.” I got up, grabbed my hard hat and with my hand on the doorknob, she stopped me.
“You can’t really love her.”
