I kiss her. “Why don’t we look at some places to buy this weekend?”
She fidgets on my lap. “To buy?”
I nod.
She swallows. “We’re buying a house together?”
“Or a condo. Let’s see what we like.”
“We.”
“We.”
She lets out a long breath through her lips. “I don’t know… Anyway, I can’t this weekend. It’s my father’s birthday.”
I grip the fabric of my shirt on her back. “And you’re going?”
Chapter 28
Roxy
“Are you sure you want to go alone?” Liam asks me for the umpteenth time, flexing and unclenching his fingers around the steering wheel.
He borrowed Corm’s helicopter and insisted on flying me to Boston. He drove me to the restaurant in a rented car.
I let him do all of that, because he needed some sort of control over the situation. And I know something about control.
To his credit, he never told me not to go, even though it’s been obvious how much he hates the idea.
He didn’t try to talk me out of it, and I know it cost him a lot. I almost wish he had tried to stop me.
Then we would have had a fight, and Icould feel more stable in my need to keep a distance from him. Something I’m failing at lately.
It’s not only about him being the father of my child. The man is… well, beside the charade he pulled at the beginning of our affair, he is an unexpected exception.
While domineering, he never tries to control me. And that is dangerous. Because that kind of freedom feelstoosafe. I’ve spent a long time carving my own path, relying only on myself.
Sharing that responsibility feels foreign, but I’m starting to learn that it can still be safe.
“I’m sure, Liam. This will be very challenging even without you there. I’ll call you as soon as I can get out. Hopefully, way before the dessert.” I squeeze his hand.
“For the record, I don’t like it.”
“For the record, I don’t like it either. He used Tee to blackmail me into showing up.”
“That’s exactly what I don’t like. Why is it so important for him to have you there now if he didn’t invite you in the last two years?”
“Just to mess with me. To show me my time is over, and I’m expected to return to the fold and be useful. I can handle myself.”
“I know you can. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to be there with you. I don’t trust him.”
The rough edge of his concern catches meoff guard. It unravels something inside me. “Get a coffee across the street and look at available properties so we can finally move out of Xander’s place.”
His eyebrows jerk up. “For real?”
I nod and lean across the console to kiss him. “For real. This baby needs a home.” I put his hand on my stomach, his warmth grounding me.
He snakes his other arm around my shoulders and pulls me closer, our lips fusing.
