She laughed as I chased her to the door, hopping in and climbing over Harper’s legs. I waited to make sure she was buckled in before I shut the door. Then I rounded the back of the SUV and climbed in.
I was going to have to wake Oak before his uncle showed up and let him know what was going on. I would let him sleep as long as possible because he really needed it. But no way could I let him be blindsided by Teague and Charlie. Not that I thought they’d do anything underhanded. There was no way we were getting out of a conversation. It was time to face the music, at least with those two.
But as long as Oak and I were a united front, we could handle it.
Chapter 22
Oak
Iwoke up halfway when I heard the kids enter the house. They couldn’t be quiet for the life of them. I knew Law would’ve told them to stay quiet, but what can you do, they were kids. The dog claws tip-tapping on the hardwood floor behind the bedroom door made me smile sleepily. Ranger was a great dog and he had clearly clocked that I was in the house.
I fell back to sleep and didn’t wake up until gentle fingers moved some of my hair off my face.
“Baby? You have about half an hour before the inquisition arrives,” Law murmured.
“Mmm-huh?” I squinted at him.
The pleasant ache in my ass reminded me what we’d been up to after we got here earlier.
“My brother and your uncle are coming with pizzas.”
I began to hum Tris’ pizza song, then rolled onto my back and stretched. “Good. Pizza.”
Law looked amused as fuck. “Baby, I think you might be missing the point here.”
I squinted at him again, willing my brain to start thinking about anything but my post-coital relaxation and pizza. My bestie and my uncle were coming over to the house with food and—oh shit.
“Theeeere it is.” Law grinned. “So go take a shower if you need one. Borrow any clothes you want. Half an hour. I’ll keep the kids and Ranger out of here.”
“Okay.” I grabbed his arm. “Kiss?”
Smiling like I was something special, he leaned in and kissed me properly, possessively. Then he reached a hand to cup my ass with and squeezed. I might’ve whimpered.
He left the room and I considered the shower. I wasn’t dirty, but I kind of was. It would be easier to not be a blushing mess in front of Uncle Teague and Charlie if I didn’t have the remnants of Law’s cum dripping out of me. Besides, I’d slepthardand felt like a shower would help me wake up properly.
I dragged myself into the bathroom and got cleaner, then ran Law’s comb through my hair. It was starting to curl now, too, and I really needed to consider if I was going to get it cut soon. I’d bleached it once since arriving in Fairville and the roots were showing. I wondered if the blond was really me these days.
Maybe I should ask the kids if I should go for more fun colors.
I grabbed a pair of threadbare sweats and rolled them up a little. I would look like a little kid in Law’s clothes, so there was no saving this mess. Then I went back to grab his blue flannel from the bathroom and decided it was fine to wear over one of his T-shirts. I was pretty sure, given how clean it still was, he’d only worn it for one day.
I re-rolled the sleeves a bit, then gathered the bottom of the flannel and tied the halves into a knot. All I needed were some daisy dukes and I’d look perfect. They would definitely clash with the Grams-made wool socks I was sporting. Sexy, I know. But maybe in the summer?
Taking in a deep breath, I stepped out of the room.
I could hear the kids chattering somewhere, and then the clicking of claws came around the corner and Ranger wagged his tail at me.
“Hey, good boy,” I told him, then knelt to give him some love. He pushed into my arms and put his head over my shoulder, then gave me a weary sigh. “Aww, are the kids a bit too excited?”
Tristan was singing his pizza song in the kitchen. I kept petting Ranger for a moment longer, then got to my feet.
I rounded the corner to the kitchen and Tristan was the first to notice me. He practically leapt off the stool he’d been sitting on, and I caught him with an “oomph.”
“Oak, you’re here!” he yelled right into my ear.
“Inside voice,” Law and I said at the same time.
“Sorry,” Tris whispered, still squeezing me hard.
