family, he walked out back to find them collecting and counting the eggs from the coop. He smiled at how well she got Jax to say his numbers.
*****
“How many, pincess?” Jax asked looking in the bucket they’d just finished filling with eggs.
“What was the last number we said?” she asked, hoping he’d remember.
“Uhhh…firty-seben?”
“That’s right! But we say it thirty-seven.” She enunciated each sound slowly for him.
“Thirty-seben?” He asked hopefully.
“Very close, a stór, those V’s are quite tricky to say.”
“They are,” he told her seriously.
As they were rinsing the eggs off at the small wash basin just outside the coop, Jax took off when he heard the back door slam closed. Spinning, she watched as he jumped into Dom’s arms laughing. Seeing them together had her smiling. Nothing sexier than a man who loves his son .
“Jaxson is very informative of the role’s these animals play. You’ve taught him well,” she told Dom as they approached.
“He likes his animals. He tell you the chicken’s names?”
“Yes. I’m afraid I didn’t catch them all, though.”
“You’ll hear them every time you come out, don’t worry,” he told her laughingly.
She’d figured as much. He had seemed so proud of the names he’d chosen. “I gave Raine an apple. I hope that’s alright?”
Shock registered on his face before looking towards the barn. “He let you near him?”
Not sure if that was good or not, she hesitated in her answer. “Yes.”
“And he didn’t try to bite you?” he asked grabbing both of her hands, inspecting them for injury.
“No. He seemed happy for the attention.”
“Huh.”
“Did I do something wrong?” Now she was apprehensive. “Jax said that he always gets an apple after breakfast. And he kept butting me with his head, so I assumed that meant he wanted me to pet him. I won’t do it again, Dom, I promise.” She was near tears now thinking she’d done something wrong. Maybe he was a wild horse, and she wasn’t supposed to pet him?
“Princess,” Dom called sternly, placing both hands on either side of her neck to gain her attention. “It’s fine. Raine doesn’t take to new people. Hell, he barely tolerates Case. But if he was grabbing for your attention, that’s fine. Just please don’t ever go into his stall unless I’m with you, yeah?”
Nodding her head in agreeance, she replied, “He’s gorgeous, Dom. And so sweet.”
“Sweet, huh? Don’t let him hear you calling him that.” He joked, placing a kiss on her forehead. “Jax show you Goldie and Honey?”
“Yes. They’re perfect.”
“Hey, kid!” he called Jax before he could chase after the chickens.
“Yeah, Dad?”
“Go on up to Uncle Case’s. I gotta talk to Dee for a bit.” A puzzled look crossed the young boy’s face before he did as he was told. Running across the field, she watched as he stumbled his way to the house she’d missed that must belong to Case.
“Is everything okay, Dom?” She worried, turning to him.
“No, Deidre, it’s not. Let’s go inside.
Deidre . He didn’t call her that unless she was in trouble.
*****
Just before coming out back, Dom had received a phone call from a contact overseas. Turns out her father wasn’t waiting for him to bring her home. He was on his way to the U.S., presumably for her. He still had his associate looking into any information he could on why Bradshaw even wanted her to come back home. Because that, in all honesty, was the most puzzling question he had.
The only reason he’d even agreed to find her in the first place was because she was his, and he’d planned to make sure she had the life she deserved free from her father. Things had changed quickly, though, and now he had new mission. Protect her at all costs. There wasn’t a thing he wouldn’t do to keep her with him.
When they entered the house, she went to sit at the table when he grabbed her hand pulling her to his chest. She
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