That would be great but… “They couldn’t afford that. Not right now.” Even getting an apartment would be tight. It’s why I want to offer them a place here until they can get on their feet.
Millie shrugs, looking up at me with irresistible blue eyes. “They could if we bought her out.”
I blink. “Of the house.”
She nods.
The Delacroix’s house—this house—belongs to all four of Eloise and Hudson’s children. The plan has always been to keep it at least until Emmett leaves for school. Since that’s still about six years away, we haven’t really thought past that.
But as far as I’m concerned, this is home.
And if I had any doubts, the look in Millie’s eyes would stop them cold. She wants this house. She wants to raise our babies here. All of them.
My smile grows, and I nod toward her belly. “We know it’s big enough for us.”
She gives me a wry look. “Well, fornow,anyway.”
“Three babies in four years,” I say with a shrug. “If we run out of room before Emmett moves out, they can double up.”
Millie tilts her head back and laughs. Then she meets my eyes again. “That’s never scared you, has it?”
I lean forward. Come up on my hands and knees. And prowl up the length of her body. “You mean filling this house with our babies?” My knees are anchored on either side of her thighs. “Never.”
She reaches for me again, her gaze soft with something like wonder. I go a little crazy when she looks at me like that. “I’ve always liked that about you.”
I drop my mouth and brush my lips against hers. I trail them to her ear. “I want as many babies as you want to give me.”
Her arms tighten around me. “Luc,” she whispers my name against my ear, and it’s just the way love is supposed to sound. She draws back and looks me in the eye, hers now hazy with desire. “So we can offer? To buy her out now?”
Millie is still part-time, but Valencia & Sons has grown in the last four years. And it doesn’t hurt that we’ve never had a house note. “If that’s what she wants, we’ll make it happen.” Then a thought occurs to me. “Do you think Harry and Emmett will mind? Us owning half the house and, let’s face it, planning to buy them out later?”
She shakes her head. “We’ll ask, but they’re a long way from needing a five-bedroom house. And if we’re here, at least their childhood home will stay in the family.” Her gaze moves to my lips before she kisses them. Millie looks back up at me. “I think they’ll be happy about it.”
I grin. Her gaze lowers again, and I know she’s looking at my dimples. “And you?”
She grins too. “Oh, I’m pretty happy.” Her eyes flicker with a wicked gleam. “Almost as happy as I’ll be later.”
My brows lift. “Later?”
She bites her bottom lip and nods in a way that makes my spine tingle. “I think I’m gonna be pretty happy then too,” I muse.
Her eyes heat. “I think so.”
Turns out… she’s right.
THE END
