Page 214 of In at the Deep End

Matt’s lips twitched. “Yes, Mum. A proper job.”

Jeff gave a confident nod. “You’ll find something.”

“I hope so.”

Owen glanced at him. “And in the meantime, you can help me put my book together.” The more he thought about Matt’s idea, the more he liked it.

He jerked his head in Owen’s direction. “What? The photo book?” Matt stared at him. “You’re really going to publish it?”

“Of course.” Owen grinned. “I know a fantastic idea when I hear one.”

Matt’s grin matched his. “I thought you’d forgotten.”

“I never forget anything you say to me.”

The warmth in Matt’s eyes made him feel amazing.

Babs smiled. “That sounds like something worth doing.” Then she peered at Matt. “Providing you’re also looking for something that pays.”

Matt laughed. “Yes, Mum.”

Jeff pointed his fork at him. “And remember, our house isn’t a hotel.”

“I wasn’t planning on moving back home permanently.” Matt insisted.

“I know. I’m just reminding you that if you do, there are rules.”

“Such as?”

“Laundry.”

Matt chuckled. “I’m quite capable of doing my own laundry.”

“Cooking.”

“He’s already a dab hand at that,” Owen volunteered.

That earned him a grateful glance.

“Contributing to the grocery bill.”

Matt sighed. “I knew there’d be a catch.”

Everyone laughed.

Owen smiled. Then he looked at Matt. “Want to help me make the coffee? And I’m sure there’s ice cream in the freezer.”

“Sure.” Matt pushed back his chair and followed Owen into the house.

As soon as they stepped into the kitchen, Owen reached for Matt’s hand. He lifted it to his lips and kissed Matt’s fingers.

“That’s sweet,” Matt murmured.

Owen took a second to collect his thoughts.

“Live with me.”

Matt stared at him. “What?”