Cougar's Luck (Pacific Northwest Cougars Book 2)
Grace tittered.
    Everett couldn’t even be mad at her, his mother was in a tizzy and he was enjoying it too.
    “Yes, we’ve been instructed no teddy bears. I, of course, managed to find him little PJ’s with trees and bears on them. I figured that didn’t break her rules,” he said laughing.
    “Why don’t you come in for a drink and we can keep chatting,” Russell suggested.
    Joseph called out a “See you later” then hopped back in the vehicle.
    Walking into the icy cold air conditioning, Everett thought he’d never get used to the quick climate changes around here. He looked around at the opulent interior. It was all very stylish and obviously cost a mint, but it still looked comfortable and lived in.
    “So I hadn’t heard what your sister had. Boys are so much fun, what did she name him?” Grace asked, directing them out to an outside patio. There were enough lounge chairs and couches for a few dozen people. The air was back to hot but with the overhead fans turning it kept the easy bake oven feeling minimal. There were even misters set up for the really hot days.
    “Ice tea okay?” she asked, as Everett took a seat.
    “Sure, of course, that would be great Mrs. Klein.”
    “Oh, please, call me Grace or mom,” she finished with a wink.
    “Seriously, Grace, leave the poor boy alone. The only child he’s met is William, and I don’t think he swings that way,” Russell snorted.
    “Hmph, can’t blame me for trying,” she said, handing Everett his drink.
    Clearing his throat, as he did not want to delve into that subject, he answered her previous question.
    “They named him Kingston. King for short, of course. Apparently there is a town close by that holds some significance to them named Kingston. .They thought it was fitting.”
    “Oh, how sweet. Well, hopefully we’ll get to meet him some day. I do so love babies,” Grace crooned.
    “She’s trying to build an army, don’t let her fool you, Everett,” Russell said, giving him a wink.
    “Am not! I just want my kids happy, and if they are happy, they make babies. They make babies, I get to spoil them. It’s a win-win for everyone,” Grace said with a dramatic sniff.
    “You have a few already, don’t you?” Everett asked, cautiously.
    “Only four! Can you imagine, all my kids and I only have four grandbabies. It’s a shame I tell you. It should be a good dozen by now.”
    “I’m going to have to build a bigger house,” Russell groused.
    “If you do, you do,” Grace said to him, then turned back to Everett. “So, I don’t know if you know, but we serve your family’s wine in our hotel. People absolutely adore it. We even serve it here at home. I love a nice Pinot with dinner. By the way, I hope you like barbeque.”
    “Sounds great, love grilled meat, who doesn’t? I didn’t know about the wine, honestly I stay on the technical side of things at home,” he admitted.
    “So how are things at the hotel looking? I haven’t had a chance to catch up with Will yet,” Russell asked.
    Setting his drink down, Everett sat back. “Really well. I believe that the company you hired is doing an amazing job. No cut corners, the systems they are installing are impressive. The back-ups of the back-ups are excessive by most standards, but in your case is the minimum you should expect. The security for the building and for your home here will be just as secure. I do think you should consider a retinal scanning system for your pack when entering. Faking a shifter eye would be beyond hard to do and would let your pack know they’re safe when they came here.”
    Russell sat quietly contemplating this. Grace also waited patiently knowing after years together her husband was formulating an answer.
    “I think that is an excellent idea. Go ahead and inform the security company I want that installed ASAP with you overseeing it.”
    “Well that was easy,” Grace said standing. “I’m going to go check on dinner and see if my wayward children will

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