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He hadn’t even mether yet, but that one short look had spoken volumes. She was curious, and ifthe stories he’d heard were true, she wanted to see her boys happy and settleddown. The dramatic way they spoke about her and how excited she was that theywere starting to get in serious relationships was freaky.
Carter knew thathis connection with Grant was the best thing that had ever happened to him, buthe wasn’t mom-level ready yet. He might have had a closer relationship with hisbanker than he did with his own mother, but that didn’t mean he was cluelesswhen it came to what real mothers wanted for their children.
Love.
Happiness.
Commitment.
Wedding bells.
Collars.
Well, she’d wantcollars and ceremonies for her boys, but Carter thought that it was just a moreintense version of what other mothers wanted. He knew he wasn’t ready for allthat yet. Some of it. Most of it, if he was honest with himself, but would shebe able to accept that? Would Grant?
His gentle giant alwaysseemed to know what Carter needed. He couldn’t imagine Grant pushing them intoanything they weren’t ready for—but family was hard. Even a loving one that wasslightly off their rockers.
Obsession andridiculous worries aside, he knew how he felt about Grant, and he had a goodidea about how Grant felt about him. His Dom wasn’t exactly subtle and that wasone of the things Carter loved best about him. He just needed to keep that, andhow much he trusted Grant, in the front of his mind and not let the fear takeover.
Grant had nevergiven him any reason to question him. Looking over at his bulldozer vying forhis mother’s attention, Carter had to fight back a grin. If someone had saidhe’d be head over heels in love even a month ago, he would have had their headexamined. Now he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. Standing there withWyatt and their new extended family, he knew he was where he belonged.
Surrounded byacceptance and love.
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