Page 144 of The Vegas Lie


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He hesitated. “Yeah, we can do that.”

“Unless you already have.”

“I might have.”

She searched his face. “And you sold the condo.”

“We canceled the annulment. I got excited.”

“So, you’re really, truly happy?”

“Really, truly happy,” he said. “Plus, I can’t say I’m surprised. We did not try very hard.”

She burst out laughing.“Youdid.”

“Come on, Raina. Do you honestly think I couldn’t escape your little leg lock if I truly wanted to? When I’m inside you, and feeling good, and you’re looking at me with those eyes, there’s very little chance I’m going to come anywhere but inside you.”

“A few times, you managed to pull out.”

“Because I like coming on your ass, and your stomach, and your breasts. Then you’d lick it off, which is so damn sexy.” He clicked his tongue. “Huh. I’m realizing now that we had options. We really did not try very hard.”

She laughed harder and coughed into her elbow. He released her from his hold, coaxed her onto the sofa, and tucked a blanket around her before heading to the kitchen to make soup and tea.

ChapterTwenty-Four

Raina, lips parted, looked up at Lucas before turning back to her parents standing in the kitchen of her childhood home.

“So you knew?” she asked.

Her father set the rectangular cake box she’d handed him on the kitchen counter. “Raina, you’re both wearing matching rings, and it doesn’t matter which fingers you wear them on. Then you were wearing them when I visited that day, and we know wedding rings when we see them. Toss in the fact that you live together, and that Lucas called you his wife like six times when we were at you guys’ place…come on, sweetheart.”

Lucas chuckled.

She nudged him with her side.

“You’re a grown woman,” her mother added. “We would have liked to be part of it, but Raina, you’ve always made your own decisions. You’re very good at taking care of yourself. As parents, we’ve learned a lot over the years. We’ve learned that sometimes you can hold on too hard and expect so much of your children, they don’t tell you when they fall.”

Her father nodded. “Exactly. We have to trust that we laid a good foundation, and we’re learning to give you all space to come to us.”

She and Lucas had planned an entire speech. Yet, it appeared that her folks were growingwiththeir children. She’d battled an eating disorder, O.B. had dealt with domestic violence, and Delilah had struggled with perfectionism and low self-confidence.

For all intents and purposes, they grew up with good parents in a healthy family, but there had still been things to learn and overcome.

“Can we open presents now?” Sanem called from the living room. “I can’t wait any longer!”

They agreed to open presents, and soon her parents’ large living room floor was covered in gift wrap and the cardboard and plastic from newly-opened toys.

Lucas sat beside her, kissing the side of her head and whispering in her ear all that he would do to her later at the hotel; there was no way they would have been able to stay with her parents with the stuff that went on between them on a regular basis. Knowing he was the father of her child had turned her libido to the highest level on the nasty scale.

After opening presents, they moved the festivities to the large, heated back patio to keep an eye on the kids. O.B. suggested a card game, but Raina asked her mother to grab her a piece of cake first. Then Bridgette’s scream rang from inside the house.

“Think he saw it?” Lucas asked.

Bridgette ran onto the patio, holding the cake. Then she tipped it forward for everyone to see the writing on the top:

Hey, Grandma!

Hey Grandpa!

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