He chuckles at me and walks over to wake them up. Carter jumps up and moves in front of Arabella who wakes up sleepily, rubbing her eyes. She looks around confused.
“I’m not going to hurt you or Arabella,” Kane tells him softly. Carter swallows and then slides off the bed. He looks up at Kane defiantly.
“All right, kiddos. I’m going to start breakfast. You can go downstairs to watch TV, play, or whatever.” Arabella jumps off the bed and runs downstairs. I know she is heading straight for the kitchen.
I ruffle Carters hair as I walk past.
After breakfast is ready, I set Carter’s plate in front of him and he stares down at it for a second and then up at me. Arabella carries Isaac’s plate.
“Dig in, sweetheart.” I ruffle his hair again.
He looks up at me and smiles. Smiles. That smile just made me fall in love with this little boy. He has those sweet little dimples that Arabella has. Kissing him on the forehead, I walk back to the kitchen. I can hear Kane coming up behind me. He wraps his arms around me from behind and lays his chin on my shoulder.
“He’s going to be okay, sweetheart.” He presses a kiss on the side of my neck.
The rest of the meal is uneventful. Taking Arabella upstairs, I get her ready for the day. She wants to match me so she grabs her own little sundress. Carter and Kane walk in a minute later and they’re matching in dark jeans a white t-shirt.
“Oh my God! Look at you guys!” I can’t keep the squeal out of my voice.
Carter blushes and looks down at the ground. Kane smirks and stalks over to me giving me a kiss. Taking my hand, he leads me downstairs with the kids following behind us. Sneaking a peek back at them, I love how Carter’s hair is gelled to the side. The urge to pinch his cheeks is becoming too much. He catches me looking and rolls his eyes.
Kane smacks my butt. “Leave him alone.” My butt is sore enough from all the ass smacking, so I pull my hand back and smack him back hard. He yelps and gets that evil glint in his eye.
I hear giggling, and I look back just in time to catch Arabella pantsing her brother. My eyes all but fall out of my head.
I watch in shock as Carter starts laughing and that sets off the rest of us. Wiping my tears, I ask her, “Where did you learn that?”
“Chase!” she squeals and runs down the stairs. It puts me in full panic mode because I can see her falling down the steps and getting a concussion.
“Chase is a troublemaker,” I mutter to myself.
“Says the person who put baby powder in the hair dryer.” He takes a piece of my hair and gentle pulls it while smirking at me. I roll my eyes at him, but that doesn’t stop me from grinning.
When we arrive at the store, I grab Carter’s hand and lead him inside. Kane goes to pick out furniture. I go to the stuff he wants to decorate his room.
“All right how do you want your room decorated?”
He is staring at me like I have two heads.
Placing my hand on his back, I encourage, “Choose what you want, sweetheart.”
He smiles at me and then walks off ahead of me. He walks down the aisle and stops at a dark blue comforter. He points at it and smiles at me. His little dimple pops out, and I want to squeeze him again. His eyes narrow like he knows what I’m thinking.
Pressing my lips together, I resist the urge not to smile and tackle him into a hug. He places his hands in front of him, but I grab them and pull him into me. He starts squirming, and when I let go he looks down at the ground blushing. Giggling at him, he looks up and glares at me. Twisting around, I make a big show of looking at the items on the shelves.
Kane pops around the corner with a buggy. Arabella sitting in the front basket. Grabbing the correct size comforter, he wants, I lay it in the buggy. “All right, sweetheart, let’s pick out the rest of your things.
The things he picked out didn’t match, but he wanted it so it’s his. We go to the mall to get clothes and Kane will be taking him around to look at things he might want. Arabella will be staying with me because she loves clothes shopping as much as I do.
We go around the store getting pants, dress shirts, t-shirts, shorts, swimsuits, shoes and pajamas. The buggy is loaded full of clothes by the time Kane and Carter come back. Carter is grinning from ear to ear and is carrying a bag.
Looking at them curiously, Kane winks and pulls Carter closer to him.
Kane
Carter is acting all shy now that we are away from Sydney. He keeps peeking up at me and looks back down at the floor. He stops, and I look back to see him staring into a sporting goods store. He looks at me and then walks back over, but keeps looking back at the store staring at something.
“You want to go in there?”
He looks at me and then looks unsure what to say. So I just put my hand on his shoulder and lead him over to the store. “What do you want?” He looks so uneasy. “You don’t have to be afraid, especially around me.” He visibly relaxes and walks over to a pair of UFC fighting gloves. “You know what those are for?”