“Now, Mom.” Dev took a step closer to her. “I know you like to spoil all of us, but I won’t leave until you promise not to wait on these two. They can help with the cooking and chores around here.”
“I’m kind of out of practice on the cooking front,” Jada said. “We have our own KP staff on the ships.”
“I’m pretty sure you could still figure out how to make our favorite marshmallow fluff and bacon sandwich.” Kinsley laughed and sat forward. “Just point me to the food, and I’ll be glad to make lunch for all, and I promise not to make the marshmallow sandwich.”
“I can show you around,” Brooklyn said. “But then I have to get back home and get to work.”
“You rest, Sandy, and I’ll go raid the refrigerator with Brooklyn while you and Jada catch up.” Kinsley crossed the room to slip her arm into Brooklyn’s. “You’ll have to tell me all about what you do for a living while you show me the ropes in the kitchen.”
“I’m a white hat hacker.” Brooklyn led Kinsley toward a small cut-out on the back wall that connected the kitchen to the living area.
“That sounds fascinating,” Kinsley said. “I’d love to hear more, and you’ll also have to tell me how you met Colin.”
Dev loved how easily she fit with his family, even with Brooklyn, who’d only been with them a few months. With Kinsley settled, he should go, but he was reluctant to leave. A round trip to the campground with her things should only take an hour or so, and he’d be right back here with her.
Maybe he needed more assurances that she really would listen to the Maddox brothers if danger came to their doorstep. Because if their recent trip into town taught him anything, it reinforced that they could be surprised by a crazed shooter when they least expected him, and her life could be snuffed out at a moment’s notice.