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“Thanks, Nick.” Damon comes up behind me. His hand lands on the small of my back as he slides by me, putting his hands out for the suitcases.
“No problem. If you need anything else, just let me know. But I’m leaving tomorrow with your parents.”
Damon nods, sliding the suitcases into the house. “I’m good. Sorry to bother you.”
“It’s a good thing you sent me. Peeper’s Alley was packed when I went by your place.”
“Why? What are the suitcases for?” I ask, unclear as to what’s going on and who Nick is.
“Sorry, Nick, this is Adeline. Adeline, this is my parents’ personal assistant, Nick.”
I shake his hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Pleasure’s mine. Congratulations,” he says with a smile. Then he nods to Damon to step outside with him.
Damon walks outside and shuts the door behind him. I look around as if I’m missing something. What has happened to the control I had over my life? I stare at the suitcases. Those can only mean one of two things: Damon has to go on a trip and he’s leaving right from here, or he’s moving in. I really hope it’s the former.
I’m in the kitchen stirring the red sauce when the front door shuts.
“Hey now, don’t mess with perfection.” Damon gently knocks his hip against mine to move me away from the stove.
“What’s going on?”
“We’ll talk while we eat. It’s time to plate. If you take the salad, I’ll prepare our pasta plates.” He hands me a bowl of salad that isn’t a bag mix, but one he’s made himself.
“You’re just full of surprises.” I sit at my small table that can fit four but really only two comfortably. It’s then I notice that all the blinds are shut.
“What do you mean?” He glances over his shoulder while spooning the sauce onto the noodles.
“I assumed you’d be the kind of person who got catering from a restaurant and pawned it off as his own cooking. I mean…” I stop myself from saying more. Damon Siska is not at all the man I thought he was. I don’t know what to do with that yet.
“What else did you think about me?”
I sigh. “Honestly?”
He places a steaming plate of spaghetti in front of me. “Yes, my ego can take the hit.”
“I thought I was going to tell you I was pregnant, and you’d disappear. I figured you’d pay child support after the paternity test, and maybe you’d try to see the baby a few times, but eventually, you’d go on with your life and we’d go on with ours.”
I feel bad after the words leave my mouth, but I think it’s best to be honest. I never would have thought he’d stay here after the news broke to make sure I was okay. He’s being protective, and it’s making me like him. Too much.
“Well, I’m glad I’m surprising you.” He smiles and nods toward the dish, not seeming to be affected by my words. “Now eat. Pretty soon, I’m going to count your calories for you.”
“Believe me, I eat.”
He shakes his head. “Not today, you haven’t.”
I hadn’t realized he’d be so observant either.
We each dig in, and it’s so good that I can’t hide my moan. “Mmm, Damon, this is amazing.”
“Keep making those noises, and I’m not going to be able to be a gentleman.”
I laugh. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. It just takes me back to that night.”
Our gazes lock and hold.
