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She caught Dylan’s and Jude’s attention with a wave. “I’m sorry. I didn’t even get your names.”
“Tweedledee and Tweedledum,” I said, and Kennedy stepped around me, gently brushing up against my side to get to my friends, and I was momentarily stunned by her scent and softness. My friends introduced themselves, and Nate reappeared, grinning like a fool.
“Glad it’s all worked out.”
Kennedy hopped a little on her toes, all cute and innocent. “Me too.”
She whirled to me, eyes sparkling with emotion again, and I had a hunch this girl got whatever she wanted. A few smiles or shiny eyes threatening tears, and people probably wilted at her feet. I had, and I’d always thought I came from stronger Southie stock.
“Thank you,” she said quietly, her hand back on me. “Really, you saved me.”
I shrugged, not used to being such a pushover. “I think it’s the other way around. You’re saving me and Finn.”
She grinned up at me. “We’ll save each other.”
Then with a squeeze to my forearm, she was off, and I was frozen staring after her. Finn had a nanny, and I… I had a beautiful and effervescent twenty-four-year-old girl about to move in to my house.
It was going to be fine.
Probably.
FOUR
LIAM
Aweek and a half later, I opened the front door to Kennedy and her big dark-pink rolling suitcase. Behind her were Dean and Taylor, each of them carrying two bags.
“Hi, Professor!” Kennedy chirped as I opened the door wider for them to enter.
“I didn’t realize you were all coming,” I said as Taylor and Dean followed Kennedy in.
Dean set down the bags he’d been holding. “Didn’t think you’d mind.”
I shook my head. “I don’t.” But I also didn’t know Kennedy would arrive with so much stuff. “How is everybody?”
“Fantastic,” she answered as Taylor looked me up and down.
And damn, she had the mean mug down pat.
“Can I get anyone something to drink?” I offered while staring at Taylor. When she didn’t answer, I tried, “Did you want a tour of the house or…”
“Nope.” Kennedy nudged her sister away. “No, they don’t.”
“No.” Taylor finally relented. “We only came to drop Kennedy off.”
Kennedy pushed Taylor toward the door. “Thanks for your help, but I can take it all from here.” She piled up all her bags then hugged Dean and Taylor. “I’ll text you later.”
“Love you,” Taylor said.
“Love you,” Kennedy replied, and Dean tossed her a look. “You too, Deanie Weenie.”
“Let me know if you need anything.” He playfully tugged at a lock of her hair, and she batted his hand away.
“I will.”
Taylor and Dean each shook my hand, and I walked them to the door, noting how they both got into the same car. There was not another in the driveway or parked on the street.
“Where’s your car?” I asked after shutting the door. “I have the second car seat. Do you want me to put it in, or do you want to do that yourself?”
