Cam frowned. “You think being confined to this room will make me boring in bed?”“Never.” She lapped at his nipple. Slowly. Thoroughly. “But why don’t you show me something new, Mr. McKay, to allay my new bride jitters.”“Marriage has made you cheeky, Mrs. McKay.”She smirked. And kept licking as she trailed her fingers down his belly until they circled his erect cock. She jacked him a couple of times, then rolled his balls between her delicate fingertips.“Move down and use your mouth.”Domini inched toward his groin.For the briefest second he had a flash of panic with Domini being so close to his stump. But she didn’t pay any attention to it. Her eyes were devouring his dick.“Suck it.”Immediately heat and wetness surrounded the head, then the soft tissues of her mouth. She formed a firm seal around his shaft as she pulled him deep.“That’s it. Show me how much you love to drive me crazy with that wicked mouth of yours.”Domini hummed and began the unbroken rhythm he’d taught her.
Anton sat on the steps with Gracie.“She seems to like you,” Domini said.He didn’t answer.“We picked up your stuff from your mom’s house.”No answer.“Want to see your room?”“I guess.”Domini wondered why Anton was surly. She showed Anton his room. “The bathroom is across the hall.”“Where is your room?”She pointed. “Right there. I’m not far.”“I’m hungry.”“Didn’t Cam feed you?”“Yeah, but he burned it. Tasted so crappy the dog wouldn’t even eat it.”“Anton! That’s not nice.”“But it’s true.”“Come on, I’ll fix you something.” She whipped up a couple grilled cheese sandwiches. While Anton devoured the entire plate, she jotted down grocery items. Good Lord the man was a bachelor to the core when it came to food. That’d have to change.Cam entered the kitchen through the sliding glass door. “I thought I smelled food.”“You want a grilled cheese?”“Sure.” He came up behind her and kissed her neck, sending a delicious shiver through her. “Better make it two.”“We’ll need to hit the g
“Do you have to do it yourself?”“I always have before.”“We’re here now. How about if we help you? After supper, you can show Anton and me how we should correct Gracie if she veers from her training. That way we’ll all know the right way to keep her in line.”“Why would you do that?” He frowned. “You don’t like dogs.”“I’ll admit Gracie’s grown on me.” She sent Gracie a fond look, but her face was serious when she looked back at him. “We need to figure out a way to make this work for all of us.”Cam knew Domini wasn’t just talking about the dog.*****Week Three…“Domini, it’s Ginger. I have good news! Anton DeMarco has officially been released into the foster care of Deputy Cameron McKay and Domini McKay, by Wyoming Department of Social Services.”Domini sagged against the counter. “That is good news, Ginger, thank you. Now what?”“Now you adjust to parenting a child full-time. Social Services will check in periodically. That’s about it.”“No, I mean when can I start the paperwork f
Just by happenstance, Cam discovered Domini had hired Ginger to start Anton’s preliminary adoption process paperwork. He’d been waiting in her office and noticed the bill on Domini’s desk. He hadn’t brought it up with her because he hadn’t known what to say. And part of him wanted Domini to explain, of her own volition, not because he forced the issue. Might be a long damn wait.Cam sighed and closed his eyes. Allowing himself to drift off. Just for a minute.The sound of approaching helicopters echoed in the distance. Extraction was here. His two young charges, still green as far as live fire ops went, popped up out of their hiding places. He motioned for them to stay put. But the lead guy misread the hand signal and started across the open field. Keeping low, like he’d been trained, yet Cam was horrified. The kid wasn’t supposed to cross an open field. Ever. Too much shit could go wrong.Frantically, he made the “stay” signal again. Which the rear guy also misread and he followed hi
“No!” Anton shrieked. His fists connected with the side of Domini’s torso as he pummeled Cam.“That’s enough!” Cam backed up.“No!”Domini spun around.Cam tried to deflect Anton’s blows, but Anton was undeterred as he kept hitting him. Face cherry red, fury darkening his eyes.“Anton—”“Domini, stay out of this,” Cam snapped.Anton resembled the Tasmanian devil, his limbs flailing as he attempted to corner Cam. He was repeating, “No, no, no.”“Listen to me, Anton—”“No!” he screamed and rushed Cam, putting his head down low, aiming for Cam’s groin.The wounded animal wail coming from Anton ripped a hole in Domini’s heart. She slapped her hand over her mouth, forgetting about the water and suds covering her hands until liquid dripped down her chin.Cam dodged Anton, and held the boy’s hands at his sides. When Anton tried to twist out of the hold, Cam pulled Anton’s wrists behind his back and kept a wide stance in case Anton started kicking.“You done?” Cam said coolly.Anton’s chest r
You deserve to lose her. You took advantage of her. She never wanted the marriage or you. She just wanted Anton.“Sorry I hit you and stuff,” Anton said quietly, interrupting Cam’s derisive thoughts. “I thought it was just like before. With him.”“I know. Apology accepted, okay?”“Okay.”“Look, sport, maybe I have been ignoring you. It ain’t because I think you’re bad, it’s just…well, I haven’t spent a lot of time with kids.”“What about Ky?”“Sure, my brothers and cousins have kids, but bein’ around them for a couple of hours once a month isn’t like living with them. When I was growing up, my dad was either yelling at me or ignoring me. So maybe I thought ignoring you was better than yelling, but now I can see that isn’t any better.”“What did your dad yell at you about?”“Mostly about not getting my chores done.”“Do you really got a fake leg?”For once Cam didn’t mind the abrupt subject change. “Yep.”“Huh.”Cam half-expected him to ask to see it.“There’s a kid at my school that g
“Fuck!” He hissed against the sudden pain. “Fuck fuck fuck! Motherfucking piece of shit!”The sliding glass door opened. Footsteps vibrated the wooden deck as Anton raced toward him. “Holy crap. Are you okay?”No. Fuck no. Cam couldn’t put pressure on his stump even if it hadn’t detached from the prosthesis. “Can you run into my bedroom and get my crutches?”“Um. Sure. Where are they?”“By the nightstand.”He ran back inside.Less than a minute later Cam heard the clatter of metal and opened his eyes. Anton held out the crutches. “Here.”“Thanks.” Cam struggled upright. With the aid of the crutches he made it into the house without falling on his ass.Anton stayed behind him. Watchful. Sometimes the kid was so much like Domini he was surprised Anton hadn’t sprung from her womb.His stump hadn’t detached, but it’d been wrenched hard enough Cam knew in order to wear the prosthetic at work tomorrow, he couldn’t wear it for the rest of the night.So much for hiding in his room. He couldn’
“It’s silly I’m here at all. I passed out in the kitchen at Dewey’s, my coworkers panicked and offered me the choice of the emergency room or you, so here I am.”“Mmm-hmm.” The doctor didn’t look up. “Your medical history seems to have quite a few gaps.”“I’m not sure about some of it.”“Because…?”“I was orphaned at age eleven and they didn’t have my full medical history. Then my medical records were lost in the immigration paperwork.”“Mmm-hmm. Understandable.” Doctor Monroe shut the folder. “But complete and total b.s. So why don’t you tell me the truth if you expect me to help you?”Startled, Domini stared at her.“First thing, strictly off the record, I assure you I’ve never had designs on Cam McKay, which you might’ve mistakenly believed. Cam is a patient. I don’t date my patients. Period.“Secondly, I take my patient’s confidentiality very seriously. No one works for me I don’t trust. Access to medical records is strictly monitored. No one on my staff will blab any part of your