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He stepped a bit closer, ducking his head down toward mine. “That so?”
“Yes.” I sighed like I was terribly put out. “If I stay at a hotel, I’d have to leave Neville with you, and I don’t want him thinking he’s part of a broken home where he only sees me half the time. It’ll give him a complex, and I simply can’t imagine the therapy bills for that.”
Cameron laughed, a booming, happy sound that came from deep in that big, strong chest. I wanted to wrap myself up in it like it was a fucking blanket.
“Whatever you say, duchess.” He looked down into my face like the desire to kiss me was almost impossible to ignore. “Whatever you say.”
Chapter 28
Cameron
“What do you mean you haven’t taken her out on a date yet?” Greer asked.
“I mean, we’ve been busy this week,” I told her. “We’re trying to keep this casual.”
I rolled the plans up and tucked them back in the tube for safekeeping, then handed it to her. I didn’t even see her whip it at me until she whacked me in the side of the head.
“Ouch. What the hell was that?”
Her eyes were doing that scary glaring thing that she usually reserved for her other brothers, it was never aimed at me. “So you’ve been sleeping with her for over a week, she’s basically moving in with you so Erik and Lydia can have the guesthouse when they get here tomorrow, and you haven’t taken the girl out to dinner?” She made a disgusted scoffing noise. “I can’t even stand to look at you.”
Defensiveness tasted an awful lot like bitter chalk, and I tried to swallow it down.
It wasn’t like I didn’t want to take Ivy out somewhere, but we always just seemed to stay in.
And then we stayed in bed. Didn’t think that would help the direction of the conversation with Greer.
So I did what any good brother would do and deflected right back at her.
“What was your first date with your husband again?” I asked, tapping my chin. “Oh that’s right, you were interviewing potential husband candidates.” When she tried to hit me with the tube again, I snatched it midair and gave it a good yank. “Quit hitting me.”
“Are you trying to lose her?” Greer asked.
That had me pausing, my heart squeezing tight and uncomfortable at the thought. “Of course not.”
“Then take her out for a nice dinner, you dumbass.” She clucked her tongue. “Gawd, where would you boys be without us telling you what to do?”
“You really want me to answer that question?”
Greer narrowed her eyes, and I ruffled her hair as I passed. She tried to punch my stomach, and I sidestepped with a short laugh.
Wade came into the shop, returning a broken air compressor that needed fixed. “We’re about done over at the house,” he said. “Boys are putting on final hardware, installing the locks and the doorknobs and such.” He glanced between me and Greer. “Just waiting on inspections from the township. Cleaning crew comes in Monday, siding on the barn will wrap up the day after that, and it’ll be done.”
Greer gave me a loaded look.
“Thanks, Wade,” I told him absently.
“Have a good night,” he said.
I finished tidying up my desk, and then sank back in the chair, wiping a hand wearily over my face. “A nice dinner, huh?” I said. “That gonna do it?”
She perched on the edge of a work table. “You want her to stay longer?” she asked carefully.
“Of course I want her to.”
“Fine, are you going to ask her to stay longer?”
I rolled a pencil between my fingers and stared at the dull point of the lead. “If I thought that’s what she wanted. But I don’t know that it is.” I glanced up at my sister. “Her entire life is in Seattle.”
