Page 100 of Alec’s Dream

But it was too soon. I’d gone from pushing Alec as far away as I could to pulling him close. We’d spent one night in his house and I never wanted to leave.

“I think you and Alec need to talk. But Macy, not tonight. Give it a few days, let the emotions settle.”

“We’re staying with him,” I told her something she obviously knew so I wasn’t surprised she didn’t have a response. “I’m gonna sell my house. We can’t go back there. My parents are home from their cruise in a few days. We can stay with them until I find a new place.”

“Um, Macy, I think that’s one of the things you need to talk about with Alec.”

“Why? Do you think he wants us to leave tonight?”

Shit, I hadn’t thought about that. The only reason he’d brought us over was because Josh was on the loose.

Last night was…brilliant. Beautiful. Extraordinary.

This morning he seemed happy we were there.

But now I doubted everything.

“No. He does not want you to leave tonight. As a matter of fact, I’m thinking you’re in for an argument when you tell him you’re gonna go stay with your parents.”

“Why?”

Kennedy blew out a long breath and looked out the window.

I picked up Joss, needing a distraction because Kennedy was freaking me out. And when she turned to fully face me, I was beyond freaked.

“Alec is the kind of man who knows what he wants. So is Jameson, Nixon, Weston, and Chasin. Holden is that, too, but different.”

“Okay.”

“Silver moved into the farmhouse during her situation and didn’t leave until she and Weston bought the house next to Nixon and McKenna. When she suggested she find an apartment, Weston lost his ever-loving mind. And as you know, he knocked her up before she could blink. He knew want he wanted.”

Holy Christ on a cracker. That wasn’t fast, that was hair-on-fire fast.

“Jameson and I had some issues to work out in the beginning. Mainly his bad attitude.” Kennedy smirked and shook her head. “Anyway, we ironed out the kinks, he was staying with me while I was going through my thing with crazy Reggie and he’s never left.”

The light started to dawn and I understood where she was going with her explanation.

“So what you’re saying is, Alec’s gonna want me to stay.”

“I’m thinking, yes.”

“I can’t stay.”

“Why not.”

“Well, we both have kids.”

Her mouth twisted in a way that looked like she was biting back a retort. It also looked painful.

“Spit it out,” I invited.

“He has a kid that calls you mama. And just to say, I know you have her five days a week, but I see Jocelyn a lot. I’ve been around since she first came to live with Alec and she does not call me mama. Nor does she call Silver or McKenna, mama. Just you, sister. And I’ll also note, you are the one holding her because she walked to you, not her Aunt Kennedy who snuggles her all the time. And as you can see, Aurora and Caleb look very happy to be spending time with him.”

“That’s a lot of ands,” I mumbled.

“I’ll give you one more. And, they’re all out there smiling, laughing, genuinely happy less than a week after they saw their mom with bruises on her face, and days after their home was riddled with bullets. That is what I think you need to be thinking about—not how much time has passed. When something is right, it is right.”

Sage advice, but I still had a nagging worry in the back of my mind.