I do a little dance. “Finally I can talk about my hot boyfriend instead of just hearing about hers all the time.”
He laughs so hard he snorts. “Dom, hot? He takes pictures of his shits and sends them to me.”
“Well, he’s not supposed to be hot to you.”
“True.”
“Rowan, it goes up the stairs!” Sam calls from the living room. “Come see!”
“His remote control thing,” Rowan explains, kissing me again before going into the living room.
“I’ll bring you some coffee,” I call after him.
I admire my ring some more as I wait for the coffee to brew. The morning was everything I could have hoped for. And so much more.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Cam
“Who’sready to go snow tubing?” Tess asks Sam and Tate as they run down the stairs to our living room.
“I’m ready!”
Tate’s bouncing. He was so excited about Dom and Tess’s spur-of-the-moment plan to go snow tubing on the day after Christmas that he had trouble going to sleep last night.
Sam, on the other hand, is excited but also has a runny nose.
“Keep these pockets zipped when you aren’t getting a tissue,” I tell him, stuffing another two packets of tissues into the free pockets of his coat.
“I have a huge box of Kleenex in the car,” Tess says. “He won’t run out.”
“Dude, you look like the kid fromA Christmas Story,” Dom says to Sam. “You might get hot in the car.”
I bundled them both up well because it’s a very cold day in Denver, and it’s snowing hard. I know they’re going to be in the best hands, but stressing about their outerwear is helping me burn off my nervous energy.
Rowan and I are going to be alone in my house soon, and I think every adult in the room right now knows what we’ll be doing.
He and Dom have to be at their home arena early tomorrow morning for a home game. After that they have a five-day road trip. I’m pretty sure Tess planned this day with the boys specifically so Rowan and I could be alone.
“Let’s load up, troops,” Dom says. “Hannah and her friend are waiting in the car.”
Tess turns to me and Rowan, giving us a very dramatic wink. “Merry Christmas, you two.”
“Aunt Tess, Christmas is over,” Sam says.
“Oh, you’re right. How silly of me.”
Rowan and I exchange a look, my stomach doing a flip from the desire I see swirling in his eyes.
I watch from the doorway as Dom, Tess and the boys get in the car, Rowan coming to stand behind me. He puts a hand on my hip and I lean back into his warm, solid chest.
He could pass for a male model when he wears a suit, and I love seeing him in his hockey uniform, but it’s our mornings at my place that are my favorite. It’s intimate, being one of the few people who gets to see him in sweats, T-shirts and the reading glasses he wears when reading or scrolling on his phone.
“Have fun!” I call out as Dom backs out of my driveway, waving.
As soon as the car disappears from view, Rowan tugs me back into the house and closes the door, putting his back against the door and giving me a wicked smile.
“It’s cold out there. But you know where it’s warm?”