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“Mommy?” Luca asked, his voice barely audible now. “Yes, baby.” “Love you.” My chest gave a painful squeeze. “Love you more than bees love honey.”
My hands slipped from the jack crank. “Mother frickin’ son of a biscuit-eating grandma.”
“Coach,” I greeted. That smile widened. “Like the sound of that.” “Power hungry?” I muttered under my breath.
“I may miss a lot of things, but one of those will never be how fucking gorgeous you are. Doesn’t matter if you’re covered in grease or flour or have dark circles you’re drowning in. None of it will take away an ounce of your beauty.”
“You don’t have to do that,” I started. Cope’s dark-blue gaze cut to me. “It’s no problem. I brought some extras in case anyone had issues.” “Thank you,” I whispered. “Just let me know how much I owe you—” “Warrior,” Cope chided softly. “Just let me do something nice. It’s good for my ego.” My lips twitched. “I’m not sure your ego needs any help.” Cope grinned as he went back to work. “Fair point.”
So why was it that the bad boy of hockey was the one to see through it all? Why was he the one who saw…me?
I pinned Walter with a stare. “No more cupcakes until after chili.” “Mooooom,” Luca protested. “You’ve had two already today. Do you want me to go to mom jail for giving you too much sugar?” Luca giggled. “Mr. Trace would never lock you up.” I grinned, moving in to tickle his side. “I don’t know, Trace seems like a rule follower to me.” In every way. I’d noticed that he was a stickler for keeping things neat and tidy and always following through on his word. And while he expected a lot from others, he was hardest on himself. Luca squealed, shifting out of my grasp. “Don’t worry, I’ll come
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“The Clek Oobr one. Those mommy blogs said it was the best. And I had one of the experts come and install it. Blogs said it was important to get it in right.”
the words I wanted. Instead, a ridiculous question popped out. “You’ve been driving around with a car seat in the back of your fancy SUV?”
Cope grinned at me full-out. The effect was devastating. “A booster seat doesn’t make it any less badass.” I arched a brow at him. “Might hurt your game, Hotshot.” Cope’s eyes hooded, his gaze dropping to my mouth. “Warrior, with my skills, nothing hurts my game.”
“Get your shit. Now. Luca’s, too,” Cope growled. My jaw went slack. “Excuse me?” Cope’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not staying in a place with no warm water. Not for one minute more. So, get your stuff. You’re moving in with me.”
“The color reminds me of your eyes. It felt like it was meant to be.” My gaze jerked to him. “My eyes?” “Turquoise. Like the Caribbean Sea. Could find a world of peace in those eyes.”
My gaze met Teddy’s over Luca’s head, and he mouthed, “You are so fucked.” I already knew it because, less than two weeks in my house, and I already couldn’t remember what the place had been like without them. And that was seriously messed up. Because after that first night in the kitchen, Sutton hadn’t shown me any signs of interest. It was as if she’d built up her walls again and reinforced them with the world’s strongest steel. But she’d made one fatal error. She hadn’t taken into account that I knew what it took to break down barriers. No matter how bruised and bloodied the battle made me,
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“Thank you, Warrior.” “I didn’t do anything.” Cope pulled back, his eyes shining. “You lent me your strength.”
“I’ll always take care of you. Always.” Sutton just cried harder. “Don’t promise me that.” “Why not?” I asked, my voice dropping low. “Because if I lose that promise, I’ll break.” “Fuck,” I muttered. I cradled her against my chest. “I’m afraid it’s too late.” “Too late?” she croaked. My fingers sifted through Sutton’s hair, tangling in the strands. “I’m already in love with you.”
“Family isn’t defined by blood,” Cope said. “It’s defined by how we care about one another. How we show up in good times and bad. How we love one another.”
“I love you. With everything in me. All I am is yours. Brokenness and all.”
