Madison dropped the charade and cocked an eyebrow at her husband, while Tamara hooted with laughter. "You're busted, buddy," his sister said.
"What?" He spread out his hands, trying to play innocent.
"Brianna wants a dog?" Madison said.
"Okay, so she's not the only one who wants a dog."
"Our yard isn't equipped for a dog."
A devilish glint entered Caleb's eyes. "Then maybe it's time to move. Our family's outgrowing your little house, anyway. And once we have another baby and another, we're going to need the space."
"Caleb, I've told you, I'm not having six kids," Madison said. "I don't want to give up my business. I still believe I can get it turned around."
He leaned back on his palms. "You don't have to give up anything. I'll help you with the kids. I work from home, remember?"
She rolled onto her side and gazed up at him, admiring his sensual mouth. "You're in the middle of writing Holly's story. Granted, you're closer to this project than any in the past, but--"
"That's what'll make it so riveting."
"--half the time you don't even answer when we speak to you."
"I don't answer? Really?" He seemed genuinely surprised.
"What's going on out here?" Justine said, coming out of the house with Logan.
"Caleb is trying to talk Madison into a new house and a dog," Tamara said.
"Oh, is that all?" Justine teased. She took husband's hand and sobered as she looked at Madison. "What would Johnny do if you moved?"
"I think he'd be okay," Madison said. "Every day's a struggle for him, of course. But he's been clean and sober for almost six months, which is really saying something. And he works with Tye, so Tye can help us keep an eye on him. It's probably time he lived on his own, anyway."
"So what do you say?" Caleb said, obviously not willing to let his petition for a dog go unanswered.
Madison gazed up at him, pictured his beautiful body the way she'd seen him when they'd showered together this morning, and grinned. She loved him so much. How could she say no? "What kind of dog do you want?"