Page 87 of Is This Love?


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“I don’t think they see it as pressure. I know Forrest bought his place for Emerson, and he was good with all of us hanging there. I also know that Roman and Emerson are fine hosting as well, especially since they have Lilly. She can be snoozing away in her own bed, and they can be with us, just hanging out.”

“Yeah, I guess when we have kids, that will make things easier for us too.”

“We should work on that.” He winks. “At least get a few hundred practice sessions in.”

“Oh, you think so?”

“Definitely.” He reaches over and tugs me onto his lap.

“We have boxes to unpack, and tomorrow is Forrest’s Labor Day cookout.”

“I wish we could have gotten the keys a little earlier so we could have celebrated here.”

I look around the room at all the boxes. “Yeah, we’re not ready for that.”

“Agreed. When’s the next holiday?”

“Halloween.”

“We’ll have to have a Halloween party.”

“Or we could have our one-year anniversary party.”

“That one. I choose that one. I’m down for any kind of party that celebrates you being my wife.” He buries his face in my neck, and all I can do is close my eyes and soak up the moment.

There’s a knock at the door, and Legend yells for whoever it is to come in. We’re too exhausted to move right now.

“Hey, hey!” Emerson says.

“In the living room!” I call out.

“We went home and made lunch, and I brought some for you all. I know you don’t have groceries or anything, and I’m sure you’re exhausted after moving everything in today.”

“I love you.”

Emerson just laughs. “Don’t go professing your love for me just yet. It’s chicken salad sandwiches and chips. Nothing fancy.”

“It’s food.” I stand, and Legend playfully swats me on the ass. I turn to give him hell, but his words stop me.

“Love you.”

“You can’t sweet talk your way out of this. That hurt.” I’m lying. He barely tapped me.

“I guess I need to kiss it better,” he tells me.

“And on that note, I’m out.” Emerson places the bag on the kitchen island and makes her way back to the front door. “Call us if you need us.”

“I think I can handle this on my own, Em,” Legend calls back.

“Too much information, Legend. Too much.” Her laughter fills the entryway and dies down as she exits the house.

“You’re so bad.”

“Let’s eat so I can have dessert.”

“Did she bring dessert?” We both know she didn’t bring dessert and what kind of dessert he’s talking about.

“You, gorgeous.”

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