Free His Love Shattered (Love Shattered #2) by Cat Brown Page A

before, not even with Dave.
    After another round in the shower he washed my hair and my body with ease. He loved to take care of me and I loved that he did. It made me feel cherished and loved.
    When we were dried off and dressed we headed down stairs to the kitchen in search of something to eat. Neither of us had eaten at all that day and we were starved. We had worked up quite the appetite after all.
    “Oh Court I have to show you this picture I took of you when I got home. Rule number one: The back door doesn’t latch well so you have to close it extra hard or it pops back open. Look at this picture.” He shoves his phone in my face and I gasp.
    “No freaking way. You have got to be shittin me.” I shriek.
    Dexter is laughing hysterically with tears pouring down his face from laughing so hard.
    He showed me a picture of myself curled up on his bed and beside me curled up like a sleeping puppy is Cooper. I am so glad I didn’t wake up and see him lying there. I would have freaked the hell out.
    “I can’t believe your weird ass rooster puppy curled up in the bed beside me. What the hell? That is a puppy in rooster skin.” I say to Dexter.
    “He likes to do that. Sometimes when I am on the porch in the swing or even just in one of the chairs he will hop right up in my lap and just lay there for hours. Wait until you hear him at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning trying to cockadoodle. You’ll get a kick outta that.” He says still laughing.
    “Anyway, I don’t think I got to tell you how beautiful your new hair style is. That color on you is amazing. It brings out your eyes.” My face flushes with his appraisal.
    “Thank you. I was ready for a change.” I shrug.
    “So how long were you planning on staying? I know you probably need to get back to the kids. I was planning on staying in North Carolina until I had to come back here. I wrapped up filming yesterday so I am a free man until August.”
    “I was planning on going back tomorrow. I need to get back to the kids and I guess I should get back to work too since I am feeling better and actually remember that I have a job. I just wanted to surprise you and let you know I got my memory back in person. I wanted to see your face when I told you. I guess we could catch a flight together instead or we could drive back. I love road trips.” I suggest driving because it would be that much more time we would have alone together instead of a couple hours on a crowded plane.
    “A road trip sounds good. That way I won’t have to rent a car the whole time I am there. Honestly the only reason I was flying to begin with was because it was the quickest way to get to you, but if I can get you to myself for nine hours straight in a car then I am all for that.” So Dexter agrees with me there.
    “My thoughts exactly.”
    Later that night we watched a movie and shared a bowl of popcorn. During the movie I fell asleep on his shoulder and I woke up the next morning curled up next to him in his bed. He smelled so good I could stay curled up by him forever but I knew we needed to get up and get going so we could hit the road.
    I am about to get out of bed when I hear something from outside that startles me. It sounds like an animal is being attacked. I carefully sneak from under Dexter’s arm and head for the window to peek outside. I see Cooper out there and continue to scan the yard to see if anything looks amiss.
    I hear the sound again and I am shocked to see that the sound is actually coming from Cooper.
    What in the hell?
    Oh this must be the weird ass cockadoodling Dexter was talking about. I shake my head. This rooster is just too much. I wouldn’t call that barking either. He just sounds plain creepy.
    I look over at Dexter and he is still sleeping so I head to the kitchen to start the coffee pot and cook us some pancakes for breakfast. A few minutes later Dexter’s bare feet pad into the kitchen, he is wearing only a pair of briefs and he looks completely edible