one.”
“Shoot.”
“Liam has a date with Marcus. Tonight. Bar, nothing fancy, jeans. But he has no really good clothes. Do me a favor and stop off at Grapevine Mills and pick some up.”
“I’ll get some stuff, but Grapevine Mills?” Eli said dryly. “You want me to go into that mall and pick up what? 32 waist 33 leg? Off the shelf? Yeah, I’ll do that. Not.”
“Where else can you go?”
“Leave it up to me. I have some clothes in the studio from the last shoot.”
“He’s showering here at five.”
“I’ll be back.”
“This is a bar,” Robbie warned Eli, “nothing too designer-y.”
“Promise.”
When Robbie put the phone down, he wondered what the hell he’d gotten Liam into. If Eli came home with leather pants and a mesh vest Robbie was in deep shit.
Chapter 9
Riley was never happier than to see the D as he rounded the last corner of the ranch road. His neck and back ached from sitting on the floor of the map room, but alongside the burn in his muscles he had achieved good things today. Finally they’d gotten to the shale at the Alpha site, and the very last thing he did before he left the office was to sign off on the next stage of exploration. Everything was out of his hands and into the hands of his more-than-capable site managers.
For a second he stood outside the house and visually inspected the additions. The wrappings were off the extension for Carol, and the upstairs windows no longer had scaffolding around them. He’d only been at work eight hours, but in that time everything seemed to be moving ahead without him. He refused to focus on the fact he’d missed Jack and the twins like he was never going to see them again.
Vibrations in his jacket had him reaching for his cell, and when he saw it was his dad’s number he immediately answered.
“Hi, Dad, everything okay?”
“Riley, I have some good news. I got you a date. I’m sending you the email now, but a week from Thursday and Max will be moving in.”
Riley was speechless and he heard Jim chuckle. “I’m taking it you’re in shock.”
“For real? No more delaying because of something stupid?”
“No, they have nothing else to say. It’s done and I have a new grandson.”
Affection for his dad had Riley grinning like a kid at Christmas. Grandson. That was a pretty awesome title. “Love you, Dad, and thank you.”
“Love you too, son. Now get yourself home and tell Jack and Hayley.”
“I’m here,” Riley said. “Standing outside looking at home.”
“Then get inside,” Jim laughed. He ended the call and Riley waited for the light of the cell to diminish before pocketing it and letting himself in the house. The kitchen was quiet. Four pm was too early for dinner, and Google calendar had reminded him that Hayley was late at school today working on some kind of acting project. That just left Jack and the twins in the house. He followed the sound of Jack’s voice and found him sitting cross-legged on their bed with both twins lying in front of him. Lexie was sleeping, but Connor was wide awake and staring up at his daddy.
“Hey,” Riley said softly from the door.
Jack looked up and smiled. “Hey. How did it go?”
“Good, I’ve passed it all on now. I’m home for the rest of the week.”
“I just bathed and changed them,” Jack explained. He lifted Connor and cradled him close, and instinctively Riley gently picked up the sleeping Lexie. Together they walked to the small room with the cribs and each man tucked a baby in. Connor let out a tiny yawn and his eyes closed. Finally, with the twins napping, they backed out of the room.
“We need to pick Hayley up at eight,” Riley reminded Jack.
“Robbie said he’d do it when Hayley asked him this morning.”
Riley shook his head. “She has that man wrapped around her little finger.”
Jack stepped close and they kissed gently at first, but soon the kiss became what Riley needed, deep and hard and all Jack. He pulled back.
“I have
“Shoot.”
“Liam has a date with Marcus. Tonight. Bar, nothing fancy, jeans. But he has no really good clothes. Do me a favor and stop off at Grapevine Mills and pick some up.”
“I’ll get some stuff, but Grapevine Mills?” Eli said dryly. “You want me to go into that mall and pick up what? 32 waist 33 leg? Off the shelf? Yeah, I’ll do that. Not.”
“Where else can you go?”
“Leave it up to me. I have some clothes in the studio from the last shoot.”
“He’s showering here at five.”
“I’ll be back.”
“This is a bar,” Robbie warned Eli, “nothing too designer-y.”
“Promise.”
When Robbie put the phone down, he wondered what the hell he’d gotten Liam into. If Eli came home with leather pants and a mesh vest Robbie was in deep shit.
Chapter 9
Riley was never happier than to see the D as he rounded the last corner of the ranch road. His neck and back ached from sitting on the floor of the map room, but alongside the burn in his muscles he had achieved good things today. Finally they’d gotten to the shale at the Alpha site, and the very last thing he did before he left the office was to sign off on the next stage of exploration. Everything was out of his hands and into the hands of his more-than-capable site managers.
For a second he stood outside the house and visually inspected the additions. The wrappings were off the extension for Carol, and the upstairs windows no longer had scaffolding around them. He’d only been at work eight hours, but in that time everything seemed to be moving ahead without him. He refused to focus on the fact he’d missed Jack and the twins like he was never going to see them again.
Vibrations in his jacket had him reaching for his cell, and when he saw it was his dad’s number he immediately answered.
“Hi, Dad, everything okay?”
“Riley, I have some good news. I got you a date. I’m sending you the email now, but a week from Thursday and Max will be moving in.”
Riley was speechless and he heard Jim chuckle. “I’m taking it you’re in shock.”
“For real? No more delaying because of something stupid?”
“No, they have nothing else to say. It’s done and I have a new grandson.”
Affection for his dad had Riley grinning like a kid at Christmas. Grandson. That was a pretty awesome title. “Love you, Dad, and thank you.”
“Love you too, son. Now get yourself home and tell Jack and Hayley.”
“I’m here,” Riley said. “Standing outside looking at home.”
“Then get inside,” Jim laughed. He ended the call and Riley waited for the light of the cell to diminish before pocketing it and letting himself in the house. The kitchen was quiet. Four pm was too early for dinner, and Google calendar had reminded him that Hayley was late at school today working on some kind of acting project. That just left Jack and the twins in the house. He followed the sound of Jack’s voice and found him sitting cross-legged on their bed with both twins lying in front of him. Lexie was sleeping, but Connor was wide awake and staring up at his daddy.
“Hey,” Riley said softly from the door.
Jack looked up and smiled. “Hey. How did it go?”
“Good, I’ve passed it all on now. I’m home for the rest of the week.”
“I just bathed and changed them,” Jack explained. He lifted Connor and cradled him close, and instinctively Riley gently picked up the sleeping Lexie. Together they walked to the small room with the cribs and each man tucked a baby in. Connor let out a tiny yawn and his eyes closed. Finally, with the twins napping, they backed out of the room.
“We need to pick Hayley up at eight,” Riley reminded Jack.
“Robbie said he’d do it when Hayley asked him this morning.”
Riley shook his head. “She has that man wrapped around her little finger.”
Jack stepped close and they kissed gently at first, but soon the kiss became what Riley needed, deep and hard and all Jack. He pulled back.
“I have
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