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Mac glances at me, a smile tugging his lips. “Not for a few years, kiddo. Your mom might kill me if I did.”
“She wouldn’t do that. She loves you!”
I choke on my coffee. It’s true, but I didn’t think Katie would realize it!
“All the more reason to keep her happy.” Mac smiles, and Katie launches herself into his arms for a hug. I can’t believe I was worried about my kids accepting Mac into the family. They already can’t live without him.
When we were on our two-week vacation together, Mac told me he wanted to move in together. He said he’d wait as long as it took, but he wanted to be a family.
Seeing Katie hugging him makes my heart swell so much I can hardly breathe. Maybe I won’t have to wait so long, after all.
“Trust Trina to land on her feet,” Iliana says, snorting. She pops a brow. “Divorce looks good on you.”
“It isn’t the divorce that looks good on me,” I answer. “It’s Mac.”
“Damn right,” Mac says from behind me, his sinful hands sliding over my shoulders.
Flushing, I tilt my head when Mac bends down to kiss my neck.
Iliana gives me a smile that looks tinged with…sadness.
Before I can ask her about it, the café door opens, and another wave of cheers and hellos rings out. Fallon walks in with a woman that looks a lot like him, eyes immediately searching and landing on Jen.
I watch Jen blush and bite her lip, and my brows inch up.
So they finally decided to give in to temptation. About time.
The woman with him walks over to our table. “Hi, Iliana.” She glances at me. “Hey. I’m Nora, Fallon’s sister.”
I smile. “Nice to meet you.”
Iliana pulls a chair out for her, then points to me and Mac. “That’s Trina and Mac.” She waggles her finger between us. “They’re in love. It’s gross.”
Nora laughs. “Between them and my brother and Jen, I can’t get away from it.”
My mother straightens up from the kids’ table and saunters over to the new arrivals. “Fallon Richter! Get over here and give an old woman a hug.”
Fallon’s lips curl, and he does as my mother says. She squeezes his arms and stares into his face. “You going to stick around this time?”
He rears back. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“No more leaving without a word. Got it?”
“Mom, give the man a break,” I interject. “He doesn’t need to stay in Heart’s Cove.”
“Why the hell not?” Lottie plants her hands on her hips, leveling me with a stare. “Why would he give up the affection of a woman like Jen—for what? What could possibly be better?”
I know Fallon and Jen have a tangled history, so I just shrug and let my mother natter on.
Fallon cuts in smoothly, putting his arm around her shoulders to quiet her down. “What I want to know,” he says, “is why Jen is the only one who gets her face on a T-shirt. What am I? Chopped liver?”
“We were worried it would cause too much involuntary female fainting if your face was all over the place,” Lottie says, smooth as anything. “Wearing your face on a shirt would be a public health risk.”
Fallon’s lips twitch. His eyes land on his sister, and Nora just waves him away. Then, like a magnet, I watch him drift toward Jen. He slides his hand over her lower back and leans in to say something in her ear, which makes her blush all the way to the tips of her ears.
“They’re cute together,” Iliana says with a sigh. “Can no one be a miserable spinster with me?”
Nora lifts her palm. “I volunteer as tribute.”
