Page 5 of CADE & ANNA


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“The sample was really pretty. Just keep painting and allow it to dry. It will look different than when it’s wet.”

Stefan eyed the wall again. “All right, if you’re sure.”

He was still looking at Cade’s wall as he walked backward toward his own. A squeak broke from his throat as he stepped on the slippery lid of the open paint can. Catching air, his feet flew from under him as he went down hard.

In his panic to stop his fall, he jerked the newspaper the open can was on. Like a teeter-totter, as Stefan went down, the can went up. The paint sailed in every direction. Nothing escaped the airborne, psychedelic pink destruction.

The sound of men shouting jerked Anna from a sound sleep. Almost falling out of bed, she stumbled to the bedroom door.

What the hell was that?

Then she heard them again. Why were Stefan and Thomas in the house? Was that Simon?

“Cade? What’s going on?” Anna asked as she stepped from the hallway into the nursery. “NO!”

The men froze, brushes and rollers stopping in mid throw. Once the initial splash of paint hit everyone, a paint war ensued. Paint splatter was everywhere – the walls, window, carpeting, even the ceiling were covered with neon pink.

“What are you doing!” Anna screeched.

Thomas pointed at Cade as Simon and Stefan stammered.

“Dammit,” Cade mumbled as his wolf glared at him disapprovingly. Then he turned a sad face toward the love of his life. “I wanted to surprise you with a freshly painted nursery. As you can see, it didn’t go well.” Then he quickly added, “Don’t worry babe. I’ll get this cleaned up.”

“You bet your sweet ass you will,” Anna growled as she stomped to the kitchen. Her head was suddenly pounding like a marching band had taken up residence in her skull.

Cade slipped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “I really am sorry, mon amour. I was trying to help by painting the nursery pink.” He sighed heavily. “I wanted it to be perfect for you and our baby.”

“I know you meant well, babe. It was just a shock to see neon pink covering everything.” Then she giggled. “The look on your faces, when I walked in, was priceless.”

He chuckled along with her. “Stefan slipped on the lid and next thing I knew it was like a food fight but with paint. I tried to stop those idiots, but you know what they’re like.”

“I’ll have to call a professional painter and get it fixed,” Anna said, her voice weak and sounding exhausted. “I guess I’ll need to order carpet, too.”

Chapter 2

Cade grabbed a cup of coffee and the phone. He needed caffeine and a professional painter. Preferably today. Once he had the painting fiasco fixed, he needed to think of a way to make it up to Anna.

By the time he was done with his second cup, he’d gotten the number for Thomas’s painter who had done his entire house and the man was on his way. He made sure the contractor had a pretty pastel pink and not the crap he’d gotten yesterday. Neon pink? What had he been thinking anyway?

Now he needed flooring. “Anna, would you like carpet in the bedroom, or would you rather change it to wood flooring?” Cade called from the kitchen.

“Carpet. Babies fall down a lot when they start walking,” she called back from the laundry room.

“I should have thought of that,” he growled. So far, he wasn’t doing very well as a father. He needed to step up his game and get a handle on this.

The painter was on his way, and the carpet guy was scheduled to measure the room later in the morning. Luckily, they still carried the same carpeting he and the guys just destroyed. It was going to be easy enough to lay the new carpet down once the paint dried.

Anna joined him in the kitchen, sighing in relief as she sat at the table.

“Let me get you some decaf,” Cade offered as he brushed his lips across her forehead. “Would you like some oatmeal? Or how about eggs for breakfast today?”

“Instant oatmeal sounds great. Thanks, babe, I’m starving, but my feet are killing me.”

“You just sit right there, and I’ll take care of you.” He was waiting for the microwave to finish her oatmeal when he got an idea. “When was the last time you and the ladies went to the spa?”

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