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waiting for them at the airport.
We could travel like that all the time, Keen added.
I know. That was very appealing. But we couldn t do this every morning. Trista turned in his
arms until she was able to look him in the eye. She hoped he saw the truth and devotion in her
features. I couldn t wake up every day and be reminded that there s no harm in trusting leaning on
a man when he loves you just as much as you love him. The proof is right here, and I don t want to
ever be anywhere else.
Smiling wide, Keen s love for her shone in his gaze. So, we tell Terrence he s roaring up the
wrong tree and needs to find someone else. What do you think?
Trista tackled him then, sealing her lips to his and sinking into the feel of his body against hers,
his taste invading her mouth. That was her answer. It didn t just sound good, it didn t even sound like
a great idea. No, the decision was wondrous and glorious and& perfect.
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Keen kept an eye on Trista, watching her coo and smile at his new niece. He couldn t wait for
them to have a little cub of their own, see her grow large with their baby and then later cuddle the
child close as she fed the little one. It would be beautiful and perfect because it was her, and the cub
was theirs.
Just the idea made his heart ache with emotion and his bear chuff in excitement. Both of them
were in agreement. They wanted a family sooner rather than later. As many times as they d made
love, he didn t think it d take too long. Mia got pregnant within days of mating Ty and it d only taken
Van a couple of months to get the job done.
He figured he could the same and God knew he d been trying.
At the same time he accepted his craving for a family, he also resolved to train his cub, focus on
loving the child. Hell, if they were blessed with more than one, he d love each as much as he could
and as hard as he could. Not one of them would grow up wondering if he or she was loved and cared
for. Knowing Trista s past, he had no doubt she d be the same way.
He let his attention drift over the gathered crowd. Three quarters of last night s partiers had gone
home leaving family behind along with Terrence s protection. It was a hell of a lot less crowded, but
still noisy as all get out. He couldn t wait to return to their place, finish setting up the house, and
snuggle in for the night. They d napped, falling into bed exhausted and ready to crash, only to have to
get up and come back to the clan home.
He was dog bear tired and wasn t afraid of admitting it.
Keen relaxed into his seat, remaining focused on his mate, while he took a sip of his beer. He d
accepted the bottle because the family was celebrating, but he didn t have a taste for it. He was too
damned tired to want to drink alcohol and get dragged down further.
It was a good thing, too, since his father decided to wander over about that time and settle on the
end of the couch. The man grunted, one that asked Keen how he was doing.
I m fine. He tilted his bottle toward his dad. Thanks for working on the house for us. I know I
dragged Trista out of there, and I m sorry for run
Dad looked at him like he was crazy, so he shut up.
I was a bad father. We were bad parents.
The objection jumped to his lips before the apology sunk into his brain. It was an automatic
reflex. You weren t bad parents. You did what you thought was right.
That earned him a narrow-eyed glare. I did at least teach you not to lie. Maybe we weren t as
bad as some, but we sure as hell weren t good.
He kept his mouth shut and didn t respond. When he didn t make a sound, his father gave a grunt
of approval.
Terrence offered you the job in Cutler. Now he wasn t sure if he should say something, but his
dad kept talking so he figured he shouldn t. That s your choice. You and Trista have to do what s
best for you. But your mother wants to move back to Grayslake because of the grandcubs. And what
his mother wanted, she got. Dad may have been the Itan once upon a time, but Mom really ruled the
den. And it d be nice to have everyone here. Give us a chance to fix what we broke.
Keen leaned closer and lowered his voice. His father had only mentioned the position in Cutler,
not the rest of the Southeast Itan s offer. He wants me as his Second. Trista as Keeper, Dad.
His father sat back and blew a long breath through his mouth. Hot damn.
Apparently giving birth meant Mia s ears were back in fully working order. Or she finally had
enough energy to yell across the room. Language!
Dad grimaced. Love that gal, but&
Yeah, but. We have little ears hanging around. Can t have your grandcub s first word have only
four letters.
He grunted and then got serious. We want you two here, I want to get to know my son for the first
time, but we don t want to hold you back, either. I ll tell your mother about things. She ll understand.
We can visit y all and
Keen shook his head. No, we haven t said anything yet, but we re going to
Of course, that s when Terrence strolled over and butted into their conversation. You ve made a
decision, then? The man raised a single brow. And based on your sudden frown, I don t think I ll
like it.
Keen grimaced, stomach twisting, and his bear growled at him over acting like a pussy. No, we
decided to pass. You re roaring up the wrong tree with us. I know Mia s father and Isaac will be
disappointed, but we& He met Trista s gaze, one that was filled with love, hope, and happiness, and
a sense of calm blanketed him. We want to build a family here.
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