It turned out that becoming a grandparent changed a person. Cordy might wish her mom had been different when she was growing up, but that would be useless. At least Mom would be there for Madeleine, and wasn’t that what raising a kid was all about—making sure their life was better than yours?
“That would be great, Mom. We can’t wait to see you both.”
“Oh, I can’t wait to meet this little girl! Don’t send me any pictures; I want to be surprised when I see her.” Mom added as an afterthought, “Oh, and meeting your fiancé. That’ll be nice.All right, darling, I need to run if I want to get a ride to the airport in time. Love you, see you soon!”
Cordy stared at the phone after the call ended, hardly believing what had happened. Chance was still holding her hand.
“She’s coming. Now,” Cordy said. “She’s excited to be a grandma.”
Chance kissed her hand again, sensing the mixed emotions in her because he read her too well. “Sometimes people can be shit parents but amazing grandparents.”
“They weren’t shit,” Cordy said instinctively.
Chance only raised his eyebrows.
“Okay, maybe they could have done better. But I think they’ll be good grandparents.”
Chance kissed her forehead. “I’m glad, baby. Once they see her, they’ll immediately fall in love.”
He was so sure because he was so in love with Madeleine himself. Cordy wasn’t surprised by how devoted he was to Madeleine, but when she thought about his past as a one-night-stand king, it was funny.
No more nights at the Swing Inn or Red Dog for him, though. Speaking of that…
“You’re okay taking care of her this afternoon?” Cordy asked.
“Yep, we’ll be great. Got the car seat installed in the truck, her playmat in the back seat, and we’ll be in the office doing paperwork most of the time.”
“I never thought cowboys had to do paperwork.”
“Ranchers do.” His hands slipped under her pajama shirt. “You’ll be okay today?”
Cordy was heading back to the Swing Inn to do an afternoon shift for the first time since Madeleine had been born. As she suspected, Justin couldn’t do everything she could, and Glenn was desperate for help. Cordy had agreed as long as she waspromoted to manager and only worked day shifts. Glenn needed her back so badly he’d given in without arguing.
“I’ll be fine,” she said. “Honestly, I’ve missed it. You and Madeleine are great, but I like seeing other people too.” She guided his hand to where she ached for him. “And the best part is, I’ll get to come home to you. How long do you think she’ll sleep?”
“Long enough.” Chance eased her back, covering her with his big body. He kissed the side of her neck, driving her wild.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Cordy whispered. She opened her thighs, urging him against?—
Madeleine let out an unholy wail. Iggy barked in response and kept barking.
Cordy looked toward the ceiling, frustration knotting her body. Chance sighed and set his forehead against her collarbone.
“I guess that’s how long she’ll sleep,” he said.
“She has killer timing.”
“Emphasis on the killer.” He lifted his head and smiled. “She’s lucky she’s so cute, ’cause she’s one hell of a cockblocker.”
Iggy started scratching at the door.
“We hear her,” Cordy called. “We’re coming.”
Chance helped her up out of bed, then opened the door. Iggy came bounding in, reproach on his face.The angel is crying, and you’re not helping!
“I’m going, buddy.” Chance rubbed Iggy’s head. “Good job looking after her.”
Cordy took a moment to stretch, knowing Madeleine would be fine with Chance. Sure enough, her cries cut off as soon as he opened the nursery door.
