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“I’ve since changed my mind, my love.”
Their arguments were fraught with sweet endearments. “Beautiful Blaine, love of my entire life, how can I choose a wood for the floors when you’ve yet to select the wood for the furniture?”
“Maybe, darling, I’m trying to match the furniture to the flooring.”
Blaine blinked his blue eyes sweetly as he stared at his husband, and Dante relented. “Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Because, dearest, when we argue, you get hot and when you get hot, you blow my mind with the hottest sex.”
Dante busted out laughing, and grabbed Blaine tenderly around the neck, kissing his temple. “You’re terrible, you know that?”
“And you love me.”
“Yes, I surely do.”
Dante’s phone went off at the exact moment he was about to order Blaine to the bedroom. “I swear, it never ends.”
“I need to get laid, so hurry whoever it is up, and meet me in the bedroom. It’s only three steps from here,” he quipped, nodding to the trailer’s bedroom.
As Blaine got up, Dante stared at his phone to see the person calling, and then he laughed. He answered, “Lonnie Walton, how the hell are you?”
“I’m good, Dante. I’ve just met your nephew, and really, I must say, he’s more like your twin. He uses his good looks and smooth reasoning to get his own way.”
Dante laughed at that. “I’ve taught him well. Let me guess, you’re calling to talk me into letting him come for a visit to Montana?”
“You read minds too. Nice to know.”
“I’ve just spoken to his parents. They’re okaying it with about a hundred conditions.”
Lonnie sighed, “Good. I didn’t want to have to give you the entire speech. Binx is also asking that my husband and I accompany him to the ranch as well, to check it out with him, Nathan, and Mark.”
“I’d love it. Maybe you can help figure things out about this asshole who was terrorizing us last year.”
“That’s the plan. Who is your head of security?”
Always the cop. That was Lonnie Lane Walton. When he’d first met the man, he was trying to get his cousin, Brett, out of prison for a crime his sister had perpetrated and got Brett blamed for it. Blood is blood, but Dante still didn’t care for Brett’s sister, reformed or not.
Lonnie was in the Denver Police Department back then, and though Dante didn’t much like the police, Lonnie bent the rules enough that they could see eye to eye on things. “A great guy named Tango. Tango and one of his partners, Jace, said they knew a few of your friends from Denver. Brian Lauder being one of them.”
“Yes, Brian worked with a man that is a close friend of Jace’s, and our little friend, Xen, did the mural for Cowpokes in Colorado.”
Dante nodded, “I’ve seen it. It’s remarkable, and I’d love to have him here to make a mural for this one as well. Maybe you can put a bug in his husband’s ear for me, put in a good word?”
Lonnie laughed quietly, but enough that Dante heard. “Worried he won’t like Xen around a bunch of men in…your line of business?”
“Something like that.”
“I’ll speak to them tomorrow. When are we heading up to see you?”
“Whenever you can get here. Private plane to Billings, and then right to us in a helicopter. One of the first things built in my compound was a helipad. It’s quite the drive to us if you wanted to take a car. See you soon, Detective Walton.”
“It’s sheriff now, Dante. And I don’t care for jurisdiction much, so watch your step around me.”
Dante nodded, “Yes, Sheriff. See you soon.”
After he ended the call, he set his phone on mute and got up, heading the few steps to the bedroom. Once he slid the door into the wall, he started laughing darkly, his eyes taking in the heavenly sight of his husband’s long, lean, naked body on the bed. Naked except for the gold and diamond collar he always wore.
“What took you so long?”
