70. Ep Elena
Ep Elena
“Oh my god, I’ve missed you!” I pull Rosalyn tight for a hug, neither of us budging to let anyone through the door around us.
I pull her back long enough to smile again, then squeeze her to me. “How was your drive with three kids? I can’t even imagine?”
“We flew,” Cade jumps in from behind her. “Mason picked us up and gave me one of the ranch rigs to use while we’re here.” He manages to step in with a toddler dressed as a princess on his hip and a car seat hanging from his hand.
“Sage!” I wiggle my fingers at the little blondie clinging to Cade’s arm. “Where’s Grace?” I glance between Rosalyn and Cade.
Rosalyn sighs with a smile. “She tried so hard to stay awake but she finally lost the battle about ten miles ago.”
Sage lets me pull her in for aunty smooches before wiggling out of my arms. “Bubba!” she yells.
“Boone’s in his bedroom, sweetie. He’s been excited to see everyone.” I point at the open door just off the kitchen. “Cynthia will be here in another hour, she’s hurrying home from work to see you.”
“I’ll go get our sleeping beauty. Want her on the couch?” Cade glances towards the living room.
I nod, gesturing for the baby. “That’s perfect. I would say our bed but little Abe is in there sleeping already.” I can barely stand it as Rosalyn unbuckles their tiny bundle.
She lifts him, still all scrunched, for me to see the newest McCullough.
“Rosalyn,” I gasp. “He’s so adorable.”
“Meet Montana. Cade told me how his parents named Mason and Dixon so they’d always remember where they came from.
We thought Montana would always know that this could be his home someday too.
” Rosalyn blinks away the tears and passes him to me.
“He’s a chunk at only two months.”“He is.” I pull the groggy infant to my chest and bury my nose against his head.
“Ah, no new baby smell.” I dance with him into the kitchen.
“He makes me want another. Abe is walking already. I miss when they’re this tiny. ”
“You should,” she laughs. “We’ve been on the fence about one more.”
“At least,” Cade grunts with a grin as he brings in their other sleeping daughter while Rosalyn closes the door behind him.
I catch the dreamy look on her face as she watches. I only know a tiny bit of her history but she deserves that look.
It’s probably the same expression that crosses mine when my big sweaty bear of a man appears from downstairs.
“Cade! Rosalyn! Welcome back!” Wade pulls Cade to his broad chest in a beefy slapping of backs.
He holds out his palm for Rosalyn.Oh my god, she moves in for a hug! I know how hesitant she is.
I’m so proud of her.
“I feel like I’m officially part of the family now,” he laughs.
Then his dark eyes land on me and he spies the baby against my chest.
His lids lower and I catch the dart of his tongue.
Maybe we can have one more?