She moved to kiss her nephew and then Caleb.
“Are you my daddy now?” Caleb asked.
“I’ll be your stepfather,” Cade replied.
“And we get to live here forever and ever?” Caleb persisted.
“Yes, forever and ever.”
“Can I have a pony?”
Jordan laughed.
“I knew it. We’ll wait to discuss that later.”
Something else to talk over when they were alone. She tried to figure out what Cade’s expressions meant. He didn’t seem to be the happiest she’d ever seen him.
“I wish you much happiness, Señor, Señorita,” Rosita said, her face wreathed in smiles.
“My goodness, after lunch, Jordan, you and Rosita and I will have to get together to make wedding plans,” Amelia said when she resumed her seat. “A garden wedding, do you think? Or since you’ll probably become a member of our church, would you rather have it there? Oh dear, you didn’t want to have it in Florida, did you?”
“We’ll probably have a judge marry us,” Cade said, reaching for the plate of biscuits.
Three pairs of eyes swung to him in dismay.
He looked up. “No?”
“It’s Jordan’s wedding, I think she should decide,” Amelia said primly.
“It’s my wedding, too,” Cade said.
“I know, dear, but a second for you. This is her first.”
“And only one, I hope,” she murmured, struck by the questions that wouldn’t leave.
Why had he asked her? It was likely Cade didn’t want to do anything to remind him of his first wedding. Had it been a garden wedding? Or a formal affair held in the church?
He never spoke about Marissa and rarely about Vicki. For a moment, the sunshine seemed dimmer. They needed to discuss this in private, and soon.
“We’ll decide what we want and then make plans,” Jordan said. “He just asked me, there are a thousand things to decide. Let us get used to the idea first.”
“Very well, but it’s already May, and a summer wedding is so lovely,” Amelia said.
“Can I have a dog?” Caleb asked, bored with the discussion about weddings.
“We’ll see,” Cade said.
“Yea.”
Cade raised an eyebrow and looked at Jordan. She shrugged.
“It’s almost a sure thing if I say I’ll see,” she explained.
As soon as lunch was finished, Cade rose and excused himself, having to go to the office. He brushed a kiss on Jordan’s cheek.
“I need to talk to you,” she said.
“We can talk after dinner, just the two of us.”