how
he met his mate, Abby.”
“Let me guess. They
met through the dating site.”
“Bingo.” Dalton
turned to grin at her. “Welcome to the family, Joyce!”
CHAPTER
SIX
The doorbell jangled again.
“I'll get it,” Dalton said when Joyce hurried out of the
kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. Strands of red hair were
coming loose from her thick braid and she had flour on her face and
marinating sauce on her sleeves. But to Dalton, she'd never looked
lovelier and sexier.
He had moved Joyce into his
house just last night, and she had gotten up bright and early this
morning and started on her chores straight away. By mid-afternoon,
every item in his bungalow shone and sparkled.
Dalton scowled when the
doorbell sounded yet again. He almost regretted inviting his brother
and cousins over. Well, technically, he didn't. They invited
themselves.
Dalton had initially planned
on spending the evening alone with Joyce, but when the phone rang and
Joyce dutifully answered with “Dalton Jameson's residence”,
his younger brother, Tony, had spluttered into the phone before slyly
inviting himself and his cousins over for dinner.
Dalton knew what they were up
to. They were here to see Joyce. He had told them that Joyce was
his new housekeeper, but they didn't believe him. He should have
known that he couldn't hide anything from them. His brother and
cousins knew him better than he knew himself.
“All right, all right.
Stop the racket already,” Dalton grumbled as he opened his
automatic gate. They'd taken a leisurely walk to his house since
they all lived on the same street. Tony rushed towards the house
with his mate Terri, their faces glowing with excitement.
“Where is she?”
Tony asked, craning his neck.
Cole and Abby grinned as they
came up to him. “So you've found her, eh?”
“I'm sure I don't know
what you're talking about,” Dalton said with a straight face.
With a baby in each arm, Brad
looked every inch the proud papa bear. “She's your...”
Brad began but Dalton coughed loudly enough to drown out the rest of
Brad's sentence.
“Housekeeper,”
Lisha supplied, giving her husband a look.
“Right.”
The rowdy group crowded past
Dalton and swooped into the kitchen, startling Joyce into dropping a
spoon. “Oh, I...”
“You must be Joyce,”
Tony grinned. “We've heard so much about you!”
Joyce blinked. “You
have?”
“No, they haven't,”
Dalton said firmly. “Tony's exaggerating.”
Abby, Terri and Lisha went
forward and introduced themselves and their mates. Joyce warmed to
the females immediately, and when she saw Lisha's twins, she
exclaimed delightedly, “Oh my! They're gorgeous! I'm all
stained and sweaty from my cooking right now, but after I wash up,
can I...”
“Of course,”
Lisha smiled. “Daren and Rita love to play! I have to warn
you though. They're very strong despite their size.”
Joyce laughed. “I'm
not going to wrestle them.”
“But they love
wrestling!” Lisha answered, chuckling. “They wrestle
with their dad and uncle all the time.”
Joyce glanced back at the
stove and oven. “Maybe you'd like to wait in the hall,”
she suggested, swallowing nervously. “I'm afraid dinner won't
be ready so soon. I was expecting Dalton's guests to arrive at
seven. I still have to...”
“We're not his guests,”
Tony quipped. “We're his family.”
“We're not here just to
eat, you know,” Abby added. “We're here to spend time
together, cook together, and enjoy the company, the food, the
gossip...”
Terri laughed and rolled up
her sleeves. “Come on, we'll tell you the latest news in the
clan as we cook. Those bears are always up to something. Oh, oh,
oh, I think I know who Connor has his eye on,” she said in a
stage whisper.
The males groaned as the
women began to titter and chatter non-stop around the kitchen. Brad
and Cole helped with the cooking as well. Tony was put on
babysitting duty, and Daren and Rita squealed and laughed as they
took