down his offer for one. “There’s some lipstick drama going on. They might be a while.”
Nothing new, Dominik had waited on women before dates in the past. He’d never seen Sahara out and about without the extra polish she honestly didn’t need. But he wouldn’t rush her. If putting on just the right lipstick made her more comfortable, all the better.
He sat with Carter in the living room with one ankle propped on his knee, only half listening to the young man until an unexpected subject came up. He dropped his foot and leaned forward. “Ramos is letting you and Jami try to have a baby?”
Carter’s eyes narrowed. “We’re not his damn pets, Mason!” He rolled his eyes when Dominik arched a brow. “Not like that. You know what I mean. It’s not so much that we’re trying . We’re just not trying not to anymore. And he’s doing his fair share.”
“And you’re telling me this because…?”
“There could be a little me in nine months!”
Dominik smiled as the situation became clear. “And you’re scared to death.”
“Fuck yes.” Carter kept his tone low as he rubbed his thighs. “It’s just a lot, you know? Getting married with her dad hating me so much, making a kid a real possibility. I want to be with her and Seb forever, and everything is awesome, but…I know it won’t be easy. I just want everything to be perfect for her.”
Well, the boy’s growing up after all. Dominik patted Carter’s forearm as he met his eyes. “If you weren’t a little afraid, I’d say you were a fool. Both you and Jami are very young, but not so young that you’re not capable of being great parents. It could take a long time or she could be pregnant already. Despite the situation with her father, you know you’re not alone. You, Jami, and Ramos have a strong relationship and so much to offer. And you know the team will be there for you.”
Swallowing hard, Carter nodded. “Right. And she’s got Silver. And the other girls. But… wow . That wasn’t what I was expecting from you.”
Of course not. Knowing Carter, this wasn’t the first time he’d had this conversation. But Dominik was curious. “What were you expecting?”
“Umm, something like we’re too young. Wait until we’re married. We’re not ready and—”
“And I’m not one to waste my time lecturing you on things you already know. I can’t tell you if you’re ready. But I can tell you to take care of my girl, which you’ll probably hear from most of the guys. Jami will always be the little girl we watched grow up, and both you and Ramos will have to answer to all of us if you hurt her.” Dominik gave Carter a pleasant, warning smile. “Not sure what else there is to say.”
“Got it. And I won’t. She’s my boo.” Carter turned at footsteps coming down the hall, opening his arms as Jami came over to sit on his lap. He held her close and kissed her shoulder. “How you feeling?”
“I heard you talking. And I’m not pregnant, so stop worrying. I’m so telling Sebastian what you were saying, and you’re gonna have to bag it again, stud.” She planted a kiss on his cheek as he groaned, then hopped up to give Dominik a hug. “You, however, are awesome. I was going to warn you to treat Sahara good, but I’m not worried.”
Dominik gave Jami a little squeeze, making an “I’m watching you” gesture with two fingers pointed from his eyes to Carter while she settled back on his thighs. She giggled as Carter fell back against the sofa with his hands over his face.
The discussion turned to less serious topics, but Sahara still hadn’t come out. Dominik suspected she was overthinking things and decided to put a stop to that.
Jami grabbed his arm when he stood. “She’s coming.”
“I find that hard to believe.” Dominik glanced down at Jami’s hand, pleased when she moved it without having to be told. He might not even consider being dominant toward the girl, but she knew better than to lay her hands on men who