Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
That had him looking down at himself again as Cashel snickered. “You’re right.”
Nodding to himself, Gareth headed back toward the bedroom where I was assuming the rest of his clothes were. It wouldn’t take long for him to come back, but I pulled Cashel into my arms for some cuddle time.
He sighed and snuggled close before letting out a quiet huff. “Why was he nearly naked? The curtains are open.”
Oops.
I hadn’t realized that part.
“I don’t know.” Shrugging, I was honest about the confusing interaction. “I was finishing up a work call when he came in from his last class. He waved as he walked past the table where I was working, and by the time I was finished, he was sans pants and wiggling.”
Cashel couldn’t seem to decide if he was going to laugh or not and finally settled on shaking his head. “Definitely puppy time later.”
“I would have to agree.” Kissing his head, I listened to Gareth as he talked to himself in the bedroom, mostly about cute nonsense. “I think we need to work on a better schedule to make sure he’s getting enough pup time.”
Nodding against me, Cashel let out a deep breath that seemed to take some of his stress with it. “Maybe we should mix up playtime and pup time where he’s just relaxing? I’m not sure the wiggles are just about him having energy that needs to be used up.”
Cashel had a point.
“He’s going to the gym a few mornings a week, so you’re probably right.” Giving him another kiss as Gareth came bouncing out of the bedroom, now dressed again, I smiled. “We’ll sit down and make another family calendar later or we can add it to the calendar you’ve got with Brady.”
That had Gareth letting out a romantic sigh. “We’re already calendar family. I can’t wait to tell Brady’s mom.”
They were so cute…and just a little confusing because I wasn’t sure what being calendar family meant.
But judging by past experience, it would take a while to explain it, so I just smiled and nodded. Yep, it was definitely dinner conversation and maybe while he was explaining that we could figure out what Cashel was actually so frustrated about.
Because it was not about his lack of a walk of shame.
Not even my cuties were that nuts.
Chapter 16
Gareth
Cash was so cute when he was grumpy, but I knew better than to point it out. Bates was smart too, but I could see him fighting back a smile as Cash grumbled and couldn’t find anything on the menu. For him to be such a pain in the butt, I knew he was worried about something, but I wasn’t sure if Bates knew that too.
Cash was dramatic a lot, but sometimes it actually meant he needed to talk. This was definitely a need to talk kind of grumpy, but I couldn’t actually point that out to Bates without making Cash grumpier.
It was a rock-and-a-hard-place relationship situation, so I went back to looking at the menu. It seemed like the best option until I figured out what to do next. “You know, the only bad thing about Italian restaurants is that they don’t have good appetizers.”
Maybe I could text Bates?
Cash paused his grumbling, not wanting to agree with me but not willing to tell me I was wrong. Bates was pressing his lips together and trying to be patient without getting himself into trouble. It was hard, but after a moment, Cash sighed. “Sorry.”
Thank God.
Now we could talk about it.
Looking up from the menu, I nodded at Bates and jerked my head toward Cash so he’d know it was time to figure out why he was insane.
He smiled.
Yes, smart boyfriends were so amazing.
“It’s okay. We all get frustrated sometimes, but we’re here if you’d like to talk about it.” Bates said it so nicely that it took me a second to realize it was like when Brady’s mom said something very similar. It meant we were supposed to talk whether we wanted to or not.
Cash’s groan said he knew that too. “It’s going to sound ridiculous.”
Probably.
“That doesn’t mean it’s not frustrating or important to you.” People got worked up by stupid things all the time, so Bates’s response was smart.
“I…” Cash was saved by the waiter coming back to check on us, but Bates had to send him away again because none of us had actually figured out what we wanted to eat. Cash had been kind of distracting.
When we were alone again, Cash took a drink of water and stretched out his explanation. I had a feeling Bates was proud of Cash’s ability to be a drama queen of epic proportions. For someone so small, he had a huge personality.
But Bates seemed to like that about him, so I wasn’t worried.
I was hungry, but not worried.
Cash never flipped out over real problems that we’d struggled with. College? No problem. Money? All set. Parents forgot birthdays again? He’d already had it planned out anyway.