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I chuckle and shake my head. “You want her to dress like you?” My eyes float down his body. His strong chest and narrow waist and thighs that are so muscular they make my mouth water. It’s so unfair that I have to know exactly what’s under those shortsandhow well he knows how to use it. “She’s a girl, Damon.”
“She’s a baby.” He walks out of the room. “Are you hungry?”
“Are you ever going to put her down?” I follow him into the kitchen.
He opens the fridge and pulls out some sushi. “Since you’re not pregnant… at least, I assume you’re not pregnant.”
I tilt my head and huff.
He chuckles. “Just making sure.” He leans in close to me. “And to answer your question, no, I’m never putting her down. Now you eat and relax.”
He sits on the stool across from me, and I open the containers of sushi before grabbing a pair of chopsticks. I haven’t had sushi since before I was pregnant, and after the long drive, I’m eager to eat.
“So, what do you think?” he asks.
I chew my first piece, covering my mouth and giving him a thumbs-up.
“Not about the sushi. The room?”
I swallow and take a sip of the water he gave me. “It’s really nice. I’m sure she’ll love it. How soundproof are the walls? Will Cooper and Miles be bothered by her crying?”
His eyebrows crinkle. “They won’t hear her, and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t give a shit where she sleeps, but what about you?”
I place the chopsticks down and wipe my mouth. “What exactly are you asking me, Damon?” I raise my water to take another sip.
“I want you to move in with me.”
I spit the water all over the counter. “Shit, I’m sorry.” I hurry and grab some paper towels. “Sorry. You surprised me.”
He looks a little sheepish. “I probably could’ve set that up better. It’s just that I won’t have time to drive out to you every day, as much as I want to, and then there’s the games on weekends. I’m off one day a week, but to see her only that one day… I know I’m asking a lot. You can say no, and I won’t be upset, but I couldn’t not ask.”
“Um… I don’t know how that would work…”
“I thought maybe you could move in here during my season. Then, after the season, I’ll find a place out by you. I know you’ll have to commute to school, and I’ll get you a driver. That way you can do whatever you have to during the drive. Hell, you could sleep there and back. But it’s the only solution I can think of. I can get in late on some nights. Am I asking too much?”
Clover cries, and I’m not sure if it’s because she doesn’t have Daddy’s attention or if she needs something.
“Is she hungry?” he asks me, rocking her gently.
“She could be.” I move to stand, but he beats me to it.
“I made her two bottles already.” He opens the fridge, and I want to cry. All these signs that one day we’re going to have her stuff at his place and her stuff at my place. I hate it.
He continues talking as he warms the bottle, going on and on about how he’s probably overstepped and didn’t mean to, it’s just that she’s changing so fast and he’s missing it.
I understand what he’s saying. My mind continues to go to a time in the future when I ring his doorbell with Clover’s hand in mine and he opens the door for her to jump into his arms. Giving her a hug and telling her to have a great weekend. And then vice versa. Her leaving something at one of our houses and us trying to figure out how to get it to the other. And what if Damon does find a woman he wants to settle down with one day? Then I’ll have to share Clover with even more people.
My throat closes up. I’ll do anything to postpone that happening. “I’ll do it.”
He turns around and places the bottle in Clover’s mouth, eyes wide. “Really?”
I nod.
The pure joy in his smile almost makes it worth knowing it’ll hurt like hell when we finally do have to disentangle our lives. “Damn, thanks, Adeline. I really appreciate it. Whatever you need to make it easier, you name it.”
“We’ll figure it out.”
“Yeah, we will.” He smiles and walks into the living room with Clover in his arms.
