“Yeah, I finished with it this morning,” Leo said. “It’s in the back of my truck.”
Brick rose from the couch. “Come on, Cord. I’ll help you load it.”
“This mean we’re done?” He motioned toward the door. “I’m allowed to leave this room.”
“Depends.” Cord stared at him. “You still think you’re unworthy of Kaydee?”
He raised a brow. “Hell yeah. I’ll never be worthy of her. She’s a saint.”
A smile tugged Cord’s lips. “Good answer.”
“Agreed.” Stone slapped a hand on his shoulder and walked with him toward the door. “Let’s go brainstorm more groveling ideas.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Leo walked with Stone and Vince to the rec room, where the women were binge-watching a show in the far corner. The blind superhero dude again. He smiled at the matching grimaces on his buddies’ faces when their women sighed over the shirtless guy on the screen.
“Doesn’t even have that much meat on his bones,” Vince grumbled, his top lip curling as he looked over at Emma leaning forward in her chair, like Beth, Jovy, and Haley, as if to get close enough to the big-ass TV to lick the screen.
“I know.” Stone frowned and shook his head. “Their fascination makes no sense to me.”
What fascinated Leo was the fact that the women were so riveted by the show that they tuned everything out, including them. No one even glanced their way.
“No, but it does make for a good night later.” Vince waggled his brows, and Leo tried not to throw up in his mouth.
With luck, Leo’s good night would include forgiveness from the woman who owned his heart. As soon as he figured out how to make it up to her.
Tension slowly ebbed from his body, and he sank into one of the overstuffed chairs in the middle of the room with a sigh. “So that sucked,” he said, closing his eyes. “Glad it’s over, though.”
“I’m fuckin’ proud of you, man,” Stone said.
Leo opened his eyes to find his buddy standing in front of him with a beer in each hand and a gray gaze gleaming with pride.
Unsure what to do with the positive emotions flooding his chest, Leo nodded and took the beer Stone offered.
“Yeah. Me, too.” Vince grinned.
He shrugged. “Thanks.”
Stone cocked his head, and a huge smile ate up his face. “I know I said this earlier, but I’m going to say it again. You’re going to make a hell of a dad.”
He glanced over at the girls to see if they’d heard, but their attention was still on the screen. Which was a good thing, because all those emotions in Leo’s chest backed up into his damn throat and he had to clear it.
“Thanks,” he told his buddy again, but apparently it wasn’t good enough for Mother Hen. Stone held out his hand, forcing Leo to put his beer down, then stand for a proper backslapping.
“I’m happy for you,” Stone said, releasing him so Vince could take over.
“Yeah, me, too,” Vince repeated his earlier response through a grin that rivaled Stone’s.
He smiled and nodded, but he’d be happier in Dallas.
“Now,” Stone began as they all sat down. “As we were saying, what can we do to help you with Kaydee?”
Leo blew out a breath. “No clue.”
“It’s getting late. Going to head up there tonight?” Vince asked.
He glanced out the siding glass door, noting dusk darkening the sky. Damn. He rubbed the back of his neck. “I wanted to, but by the time I drive up there she’d probably be asleep. I think the baby’s making her tired.”
