Prepared (Auctioned Book 6) by Cara Dee

Author:Cara Dee [Dee, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

As much as Gray loved children, he needed the breather that followed.

He sat his ass down on one of the dropped tailgates, he accepted a bottle of water, the children were already plastered to Darius—including the two toddlers on his back and chest—and…yeah. He just stared into the air.

They’d made it out of the store with thirty seconds to spare, and they’d spent forty-two dollars on things that fit into one paper bag.

Darius was going in another direction. As Gray guzzled his water, his fiancé turned into a drill sergeant.

“Clock’s ticking, big brother,” Ryan reminded.

“Logistics is key,” was Darius’s response. He’d somehow managed to get all the kids lined up, two by two, and he spoke to each kid quietly before he deemed them ready to begin. “Does everyone understand?”

“Yes, sir!” everyone over six or seven confirmed.

“Understand what?” JJ asked.

Gray grinned.

The older kids saw it as a game to follow their gruff, half-militant uncle, whereas the younger ones had the attention spans of goldfish. So this would definitely be interesting to watch later. Gray was suddenly glad Avery was filming.

“Fifteen minutes left,” Ryan said.

“I only need ten,” Darius replied. “All right, let’s go, troopers. Jayden, Abby, Ace—remember what I said.”

Gray narrowed his eyes. Okay, Darius was smart. He’d delegated. He was using the three who were over ten—because they could shoulder a bigger responsibility.

For the first time, Gray felt a little threatened. Besides, there were plenty of things Darius could give him from the crafts store, because while someone was always busy building the next project, whether it was a chicken coop or a shed, most of Gray’s projects took place indoors. With self-reliance as their mutual goal, he’d gotten into everything from soap-making and candle-making to making his own preserves, potato chips, lemonade, and even sewing.

Hell, Darius could probably build him a cabinet for whatever hobby Gray had in his damn sleep. With his hands tied behind his back.

Case, Ryan, and Avery followed Darius’s squad into the store, leaving Gray alone with Abel, Madigan, and Lincoln.

The silence was incredible.

“Can I see what you bought?” Abel walked over to the truck, while scarfing down a plateful of scrambled eggs.

“You make the rules, buddy.” Gray smirked. “For the record, remember when I hosted your bachelor party? The personal chef? The massages? This wasn’t it.”

“I clearly went to the wrong bachelor party.” Lincoln frowned.

“Thanks,” Madigan said.

Abel laughed. And he glanced at Gray. “It’s not over, is it? There’s all day tomorrow too.”

Yeah, but Ryan and Avery were in charge of that, for the most part. Or that was Gray’s impression.

Abel chewed on the inside of his cheek and looked hesitant. “I thought you’d like to include the kids in an activity.”

Fuck. A rock of guilt smacked Gray right in the face, and he reached out and squeezed Abel’s hand. “I’m just bitching, hon. This morning is giving me memories to last a lifetime—good memories. I’m stoked I get to share it with my kids.”

Abel looked relieved, thankfully. “Okay, good.”

Most of the guilt faded from Gray, and he turned the rest of it into determination to savor every moment.

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