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“You still need to set a good example.”
“What did Tate even do?” Cam asks Sam.
“He took a bite of my steak and then put it back on my plate.” He sits down at the table, looking sulky. “Now his germs are all over my plate.”
“Tate, take that piece back,” Cam says. “And no more touching your brother’s plate.”
I meet Tess’s gaze across the table and she looks apologetic. But I just grin because finally, this room—hell, this entire house—has some life in it.
Chapter Twenty
Tess
* * *
Cam is giving the coffee maker a starry-eyed look when I walk into the kitchen early the next morning, sated from the goodbye sex Dom and I had before he left at five thirty for this road trip.
“Is there something I need to know about you and the coffee maker?” I quip.
“Oh, yes. We’re in a committed relationship now. This beauty has brought me more satisfaction than any man ever has.”
She strokes a hand over the shiny European machine, which has more bells and whistles than my van.
“It makes great coffee, but you need to get out more.”
“Just wait until we have to go back to our old Mr. Coffee. I didn’t realize how awful it was having grounds in your coffee until I met Eduard.”
She pronounces the name with a French flair, and I roll my eyes. “Eduard?”
“That’s my lover’s name. We’re very happy together. Registered at Target but obviously, we won’t be needing a coffee maker.”
“Hopefully you’re willing to share him.”
“Of course. Eduard is generous; drink away.”
I pour a cup and take a sip, leaning against the kitchen counter. “So, how are you? I haven’t gotten to talk to you much the last few days.”
“I’m okay. Counting down the days until the end of the semester.”
“Followed by one more semester and then graduation.” I cheer as I say the last word and she smiles.
“Finally. It feels like it’s taken forever. I’ll be interviewing for jobs in January. Can you believe that?”
“Of course I can. You’ll have law firms fighting over you.”
“Ha. We’ll see about that.”
I take the eggs out of the fridge and put them on the island. “Are you feeling okay about the Jake situation?”
“Sort of. I wish I knew if that was him looking at the boys yesterday. I’m worried he’s just biding his time, waiting to make another move. What would I do if Dom hadn’t done all of this to help?”
I get out a big mixing bowl to crack eggs into. “We would have managed.”
She looks away, concern etched into the lines on her forehead.
“What’s on your mind?”
“I don’t know.” She sighs softly. “I feel like I’m being selfish because I’m so happy you and Dom found each other, but...”
