Boyd rubbed at his chest, trying to sooth the dull ache he’d been feeling in his chest since the day he’d laid eyes on his very beautiful, and very pregnant little mate. He wished for the thousandth time that Frankie was here to guide him and help him out. Frankie would know exactly what to do in this precarious situation. He dunked his head into the icy cold water of the small stream and rubbed the shampoo out of his scruffy hair.
He’d done his best to clean up. He’d carefully trimmed his beard and cut his fingernails, and washed himself until his skin burned from the friction. He hadn’t taken any care for his appearance since he was a teenager. He and Frankie had only had one care in life, and that was to survive. But now he had something else entirely on his mind.
He pulled h
