Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Larissa burst out laughing. “Of course. I promise we’re only having one.”
He was able to breathe again at her reassurance.
“Worried the boutique hasn’t had time to restock?” she teased.
“I worried more about how I could hold two at the same time.”
Moon noticed her fidgeting with the bow on her robe as she watched television.
“Is something wrong?”
“No.”
He knew there was when Larissa didn’t look at him.
“Larissa?”
“Are you going to go back to the boutique when she calls?”
“Not without you.”
She continued fidgeting with her bow. “Are you going to go out with her?”
“No.” Moon took her hand to link it with his. “I have no plans on seeing any other woman.”
Larissa snuggled against him at his answer. “I love watching old movies.” Yawning, she laid her head down on his shoulder.
He hadn’t even paid attention to the movie she had turned on. He didn’t know the name of it and couldn’t care less. Surprisingly, he actually got caught up in the old movie.
“You know, I was thinking,” he said quietly.
“About what?” she asked, her attention still on the movie.
“You’re going to be able to move into your house at the end of the month, right?”
“If everything goes through, yes.”
“What if, when the closing is final, Lana and Priss stay here, and we moved in there to enjoy some alone time before the baby is born?”
Larissa jerked her eyes to his. “That makes no sense. Why would you give up this house to come live in mine?”
“Because I know you’ll want to make your own nest at your home. We can do it together. I also thought you might be able to talk your mother into a visit and stay until the baby is born. You all will be cramped. It makes more sense for us to move into your house. Unless you’re not ready to move in with me?”
Her eyes went dewy soft again. “I think it’s so sweet that you thought of my mother coming for a visit. I was waiting to move into my house before inviting her.”
“After the baby is born, we can reevaluate our relationship. If it goes like I hope, we can switch houses with your sisters and mother. If it doesn’t, you and the baby will be situated in your new home, and I’ll move back once your sisters leave.”
“Mom won’t move to Treepoint. She’ll never leave Bowling Green permanently.”
“Your mother never had a grandchild before.” He lowered his mouth to nuzzle her neck. “What do you think of my idea?”
“I’ll have to talk to my sisters first.”
“Talk it over with them, for sure. The ball is in your court,” he assured her. “Just keep in mind”—Moon started playing with her earlobe with the tip of his tongue—“I don’t feel comfortable fucking you with your sisters in the bedrooms next to yours.”
Her neck arched back, providing him with better access. “We should finish watching the movie,” she suggested, placing a hand on his chest and pushing him back to put a little space between them.
Letting her resume snuggling against him, Moon had to concentrate on who had killed Pace to get his dick under control.
The movie was almost over when he looked down and saw Larissa had fallen asleep. Carefully standing, he lifted her into his arms then carried her upstairs, where he laid her down on the bed, covering her with an extra blanket from the bottom of the bed. He gazed down at her for several minutes before turning the light out and leaving the room.
Downstairs, he switched off the lights and checked the doors before leaving. Then, out in the cool night air, he took in a shaky breath.
She was getting under his skin. How in the fuck could she be a raving bitch whom he wanted to ditch one second, and the next, a kitten he wanted to stroke until she came apart in his arms?
As he stared up at the sky, he saw it was the first quarter moon. He missed Hawaii. There, he had been able to sit on the beach and stare out at the moon and the stars and dream of the family he would have in the future, not like the one waiting for him to come home. Shaking off thoughts of his childhood invariably brought back bitter memories. Memories which were better off left in the past.
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
“Ithink that’s all of it.”
Larissa couldn’t understand why Moon looked so pleased. The mountain of boxes he had transferred from the storage unit, plus her things she had taken to his house, was now sitting in the living room in her house, waiting to be put where they belong. She was so overwhelmed trying to figure out which job she should tackle first, she didn’t notice Moon coming up behind her.
“It looks worse than it is.”
Larissa waved a helpless hand at the stacks of boxes surrounding her. “Usually, Priss or Lana do the moving. How am I supposed to know where they want their things to go?”