“I know, I was a little shocked when I found out. It’s not how I saw things going for me and Shane. I mean, we had literally just agreed to start dating.” I laugh, looking back down at the huge square cookie in front of me. “I nearly had a meltdown right there in the middle of Shane’s office.”
I then grin, remembering how calm he was. “But Shane was so happy and reassured me right away. I expected him to freak out over the news, but he didn’t, not once. He’s been wonderfulabout the whole thing, even going as far as talking about adding an extension to the house so that our child’s room can be closer to ours.”
When I refocus on Greyson, I find him wrinkling his nose and it makes me laugh. “Sorry.” He chuckles. “It’s just weird hearing you talk about him like that, but I’ll get used to it. It just might not happen overnight, so bear with me.” He pleads with his grin and eyes.
“I can understand that.” I smile back at him.
“Is he… is he the one who got you that Christmas gift last year?” he asks quietly.
My smile grows. “He is.”
His eyes widen. “Wow… So… This has been going on for some time then.”
“Well, not exactly. The attraction, yes. But we didn’t act upon it until this winter,” I clarify, not wanting him to think we’ve been lying to him for years.
He nods in understanding.
“Dear,” I turn toward Marianne’s voice, “your plate is ready whenever you are.”
“Thank you. I’ll just put this in the stove and eat here,” I tell her, bringing the tray over to the second oven.
“Well, I should get going. Em’s probably wondering where I am, and I’m sure Sam wouldn’t say no to some time off. We’ve been overworking him.” He laughs.
“How’s it going with all that? Are you guys keeping Sam or hiring someone else with the twins?” I ask him as I bring my plate over to the kitchen island.
“Well, for the summer we’ll keep it with just Sam since I’ll be home. But we’re thinking of hiring someone to work along with Sam starting next season. We don’t want to break up Dante and Gracie since they enjoy being together, but we know four kids is a lot for Sam alone.”
“That’s a good idea.” I look down at my food as my stomach grumbles. “Well, I’m happy you came here, Greyson. I really want to put this behind us, so thank you.”
He walks over and takes me in his arms. “I’m the one who should be thanking you for giving me another chance. I won’t mess it up, I promise.” He kisses the top of my head and let’s go. We say goodbye before Marianne walks him to the door.
It’s almost four when the door leading to the garage opens and Shane walks in. “There’s my Angel.” His palms come to my face, and he brings me in for a deep, longing kiss. He then releases me and crouches down, placing his hands on both sides of my belly as he kisses it. “Hi, Little Star.” He does this every time he comes home and I love him for it.
When he comes back to his feet, his eyes roam my face. “How are you? How did things go with your brother? He didn’t cause you any stress, did he? Because if he did, I’ll go over there right now and sack him.”
I cup his cheek and grin at his protectiveness over me. “No, he didn’t. We… we worked things out. I think things will be okay.” I lift onto my toes and peck his lips. “Thank you for letting him in.”
“You don’t need to thank me, sweetheart. I only want you to be happy, and I know having your brother in your life will do that.” He kisses me back.
“I made you something,” I tell him, looking up at him.
“Mmm, is it my walking snack? Because I can smell the cookies.” He sniffs the air dramatically.
I laugh, dropping my head against his chest. “It is.”
“Damn, I really do have the best girlfriend in the world.” He sighs with contentment.
“I’m guessing you want to go eat a bite before dinner?”
“Nope. I want to spend time with my amazing girlfriend before dinner. The cookies can wait.”
When I remove my head from his chest to look at him, he’s grinning from ear to ear. I raise a brow skeptically. “Who are you? Because my boyfriend never refuses my sweets.”
He laughs and hugs me tighter to him. “I much preferyoursweets.”Oh, he’s in the mood.“What would you like to do, Angel?”
“Hmm, can we go swimming?” I’ve only been in the indoor pool once since I moved in.
“Sure, we can do that.” He takes my hand with a smile and guides us to our room.
