Page 188 of Moon's Promise

“Sex Piston’s parents asked me over tonight with Mom, Priss, and Lana. They’re having a game night. Would you mind if I go?”

If he looked more relieved, she would bash him over the head with the pitcher of lemonade.

“No, I think it would good for you to get out of the house and have some fun. Jace and I have this, don’t we?”

Any other time, she would have been charmed by Moon pretending to high-five the baby. Instead, seeing the love Moon felt for his son plain on his face gave her an aching feeling.

When he turned back to her, she couldn’t even find a trace of affection for her.

“Then I’ll go get changed, if you’re sure?”

Moon helped himself to another serving of lasagna. “Why bother? You look fine.”

“It’ll be nice to get out of a mommy top for a couple of hours.” She slid out of her chair and carried her dishes to the sink.

After quickly checking on Jace, she left the living room. Then, taking the new dress from the hall closet, she went to the bedroom to change.

She texted her mother that she would be coming along, then hurried to pump. After changing into the dress, she brushed her hair out, realizing it had gotten longer without her notice. Left loose, it fell in soft waves past her shoulders. Quickly, she put on a minimum of makeup then dabbed perfume on her neck.

About to turn from the vanity, the earrings Moon had given her caught her eye. Shrugging, she put them on. Why not? It wasn’t like Moon had taken her any place special to wear them. To finish off, she grabbed a thin sweater and the milk, then left the bedroom.

Moon was sitting back on the couch. He had placed a blanket on the cushion next to him and was reading to Jace.

Unaware of his eyes watching her as she crossed the room to the kitchen, she placed the milk in the fridge.

“You look nice.”

She turned around at the compliment and walked to the couch. “Thank you.” Hunching down next to Jace, she lifted his shirt to blow bubbles on his stomach. Jace reacted the way he always did, with his tiny legs kicking and his face scrunching up into a happy smile.

“Mama loves her baby boy,” she crooned to him, nuzzling his neck. Then she placed a kiss on his cheek and rose when she heard her cell phone ringing.

“I put a fresh bottle in the fridge. If you need anything, just call. Good night.”

Moon caught her by the wrist. “Don’t I get a kiss?”

Leaning down, she brushed a kiss over his lips. When he tried to deepen the kiss, she pulled away.

“They’re waiting.”

“Have fun,” he called out after her.

“I will,” she called back, shutting the door. She was going to have some stinking fun, even if it killed her.

Her mom had been right; Sex Piston’s parents were trying to set her up. They had invited a smorgasbord of men in their acquaintance to a cookout at their house. From the different range of men, she also thought her mother wasn’t the only one they were trying to matchmake.

She was standing by herself, watching the men vie for her mother’s and sister’s attention. Sipping on a glass of iced tea, she watched in amusement as Lana became more and more flustered at the men gathered around her.

They had only been there about thirty minutes before Lana broke away and came to her side.

“Whoa!” she breathed out, grabbing the glass of tea from her hand.

“Too much?” She laughed.

“I thought two of them were going to start fighting for a minute there.”

“You said you wanted to get out more,” she reminded her. “They’re bikers, too. A couple of them are almost as good-looking as Moon.”

Larissa made a sarcastic sound with her lips. “There are several who are better looking.”

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