Tied Up, Tied Down(69)
“Gaa!”
Kade removed his hat and his eyes flipped open. “Is that Eliza speak for get up?”
Her arms flailed uncontrollably.
He grinned. “Come give Daddy some sugar.”
Skylar passed Eliza over and Kade lifted her to blow a raspberry on her little round belly.
The baby squealed with delight. He murmured something to her that set her legs in motion.
“You are a really great father, Kade.”
Without taking his eyes from Eliza’s face, he said to Skylar, “Are you surprised?”
“No. Last year when we were dating you mentioned how jealous you were of all your cousins who were having babies.”
“I did?”
“Numerous times. I thought you were feeding me full of bull since I’d never met a man who admitted he cared about that kind of stuff.”
“Huh. I remember hintin’ around that I was ready to settle down and have a family of my own. But you never took the hint. Then or now.”
Her stomach flip-flopped.
Kade sat up. “Sorry. I’m a little punchy and too tired to rustle up anything to eat. How about if I take my best girls out for supper?”
“Really?”
“Yep, my treat. Steak and a cold beer sounds mighty tasty.”
“Deal.”
“You mind drivin’? I’ve been in my truck enough today and I’m really beat.”
He hadn’t reminded her of the long haul he drove every day to make her feel bad, but she did nonetheless. “I worry about you making that drive.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“I do. Promise me you’ll be careful. Promise me if you’re too tired to drive by yourself you’ll call me to come and get you.”
“I promise.” Kade stood and curled his hand around the back of Sky’s head and kissed her. “I’m not complainin’. It’s just the road home to you seems to get longer every damn day.”
The road home to you. Right then, her day, her world felt complete. “Come on, cowboy. If you play your cards right, I might even bring home a slice of chocolate cake so I can fulfill your frosting fantasy.”
Eliza slept on the way into Moorcroft, allowing them to share their respective days. Unfortunately, Eliza’s nap meant she was wide-awake in the restaurant. Wide-awake and extremely fussy. They passed her back and forth, but nothing soothed their cranky daughter. Sky ate quickly while Kade bounced and cajoled Eliza. Then Skylar held the baby while Kade wolfed down his steak. The second Eliza let loose a shriek of distress, they exited the restaurant to the dirty looks of patrons who’d left their children at home so they could enjoy a quiet dinner out.
“Guess a candlelight dinner for three ain’t her cup of tea,” Kade said dryly.
The drive home wasn’t any better. Eliza screamed in her car seat. She screamed in the house. She quieted down long enough to drink a bottle, but she threw most of it up on Kade. She was red-faced and mad during her bath. Her legs were kicking, her back arching as Kade put clean clothes on her.
During the two hours of nonstop crying, Kade didn’t try to pass the unhappy infant to Skylar. And it wasn’t due to his male stubbornness, but Kade’s desire to figure out for himself how to deal with Eliza when she wasn’t all sweet smiles and cute baby coos. Which only made Sky more crazy about him because the man never gave up, never took the easy way out, even when he was exhausted.
After Eliza finally crashed, Kade flopped on the couch next to Skylar and groaned. “I’m whupped.”
“I imagine. What time did you leave to go to the ranch this morning?”
“Four-thirty. I was already up after we…you know.”
Sky smiled. Kade? Shy? After everything they’d done together? “After we did the wild thing?”
“For the fourth time, woman. I think I deserve to go to bed early tonight.”
“Poor baby.” Skylar grabbed his hand and kissed his knuckles. “Come outside and sit on the swing with me. The moon is beautiful.”
He cracked an eye open. “Just moon gazin’? No hanky-panky? You’ll be a perfect gentlewoman?”
“If that’s what you want.”
They strolled onto the porch, hand in hand, and stared at the big, fat moon, a golden orb that rolled across the midnight blue sky. A gentle breeze stirred the persistent scent of sage as they set the swing in motion.
Kade exhaled on a sigh. “One good thing about you not havin’ cattle around here yet. No barnyard scent.”
“True.” She paused. “Yet? You planning on bringing barnyard animals home, McKay?”
“Sure. I promised Eliza a pony. I think I promised to buy her a Corvette when she turned sixteen to get her to stop bawlin’ tonight.”