They’d finished a quiet dinner alone at home, and Jace loaded the dishwasher while his every move was being watched. Cody was sitting on the floor petting Rusty, whose big, brown eyes didn’t leave Jace.
“Rusty would gladly have volunteered to lick those dirty plates till they were sparkling clean,” Cody said.
The Irish setter barked as if to second what Cody said.
“I’m sure he would’ve,” Jace said, “but we need to test our new dishwasher.”
“Jace?”
“Yeah, buddy?” Jace said, getting looks from both Rusty and Cody. He smiled, then walked over and petted Rusty. Just to be funny he also petted Cody’s head.
“Hey,” Cody said.
“Hay is for horses. You should know that as a cowboy’s son.”
“If the fight between Macon and Manny is going to be an exhibition match, does that mean there will be a
