“Someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing. A beginner.”
He grinned again. “Nope. You make the best cookies and muffins and scones ever.”
“Thanks, Charlie. That just made my day.”
“It’ll make my day if I can get some of those cookies.”
I laughed as I pulled away from the curb. “I’ve got cookies, but I was thinking we could do some experimenting in the kitchen after I chat with your dad and uncle. I’m working on a new recipe.”
“Is it a yummy one?” Charlie asked skeptically, not sure he wanted to give up on cookies.
“Mama’s recipes are always yummy,” Cady told him. “Well, other than when she makes broccoli. This isn’t broccoli, is it?”
God, these two were good for the soul.
“No broccoli. I wanted to make double chocolate peanut butter cup muffins.”
Silence reigned in the car for a beat.
“That sounds freaking awesome!” Charlie cheered.
“It’s like my favorite but better,” Cady echoed.
“I’m glad I’ve got your vote,” I said as I turned onto Huckleberry Lane.
The two of them talked in a rapid-fire language I didn’t have a prayer of understanding. I caught the occasional mention of a type of candy or a dessert, but that was it. But the chatter and joy warmed my heart. It was the perfect balm after a trying day.
I pulled into my drive, spotting Lawson’s SUV. But when I saw Roan’s truck next to it, my heart rate ratcheted up. “Get a grip,” I muttered to myself.
The second the car was in park, and the engine was off, the kids were unbuckling and climbing out. I hurried to follow them, catching sight of Roan and Lawson emerging from the barn. The kids ran toward them.
“How’s Dory?” Cady called.
Roan’s lips curved the barest amount. If I didn’t make a habit of studying the man, I likely would’ve missed it. “She looks really good. Bet she’ll be able to go home in another few days.”
Cady’s expression dropped. “I’ll miss her.”
Roan’s face gentled. “I bet you’ll see her around. And you’ll be so happy knowing she’s back with her family.”
Cady bobbed her head in a nod as she looked back at me. “I’d be real sad if I had to be away from my mama.”
My heart squeezed.
Lawson gave me a chin lift. “You’ve got even more than the last time I was here. An emu?”
I gave him a sheepish smile as I cast a quick look at Emmaline in a pasture with a few of the goats. “She needed a place to go.”
Lawson shook his head. “Can’t wait to see what shows up next.”
“I think I want a grizzly bear next,” Cady piped in.
Lawson choked on a laugh. “I think Roan might have to arrest you then.”
Cady glanced up at Roan. “Arrest me?”
Roan’s lips twitched. “Bears aren’t meant to be domesticated. They could hurt you without meaning to.”
Cady’s mouth pressed into a firm line. “Not if we’re friends, and he’s had a snack.”
I squeezed Cady’s shoulders. “How about we get you a snack before you start taking us out one by one?”
She giggled and turned around to fake nibble on my arm. “Tastes just like Cap’n Crunch.”
I laughed and led the way to the house. At the top of the stairs, I reached for my little piece of wood in the doorframe, unlocked the deadbolts and doorknob, and ushered everyone inside.
Chauncey lumbered toward us, and I gave him a quick pat as I held the door for him to go out and do his business.
Roan eyed the space suspiciously. “Where’s the demon?”
Lawson’s brows hit his hairline. “The demon?”
“You ever meet that one-eyed creature from hell?” he challenged.
Chauncey lumbered back up the steps and inside. I locked the door, even though the house was full of people. Some habits were hard to break.
“My cat. He’s scared of a poor, innocent cat,” I informed Lawson.
His eyes filled with humor as he turned back to Roan. “You’re scared of a cat? You work with the most dangerous wildlife in the county, and a cat did you in?”
“That so-called cat nearly took my toe and my eye,” he grumbled.
“That just means Pirate likes you,” Cady said.
“She could like me a little less,” Roan muttered.
“Can we go play in my room?” Cady asked.
“Don’t you want a snack?”