Page 152 of Anything To Be With You

His grin turns wicked as his fingers slip under my sleep shorts. I grab his wrist, stopping his movement.

"We need to talk about something first," I say.

Luke leaves his hand on my thigh. "What’s that?" his thumb goes in idle circles on my bare skin.

"Living arrangements. You own, I rent. However, this place is way too small for three people."

He moves me into his lap. "It’s not that small."

"Let me rephrase that. It is too small for two adults and three teenage boys."

He raises an eyebrow. "Three?"

I nod. "Mason, Axe, and Clay. Those boys practically live at my place."

Luke’s hand roams up and down my back. "Then it’s a good thing I bought us a new place."

I jerk back. "You what?"

He smiles. "I bought us a new place, which is currently being renovated."

I fish mouth a few times. "Uh…" I throw my hands up. "I’ve got nothing."

He laughs, pulling me against his chest. "Holy fuck, I rendered you speechless."

I smack his chest. "Shut up. I’m not speechless, I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that you bought us a house. A house!" I smile to myself. "Archer!" I kiss him hard. "You bought my family a house," I say against his lips then start to cry.

"Sweetheart. Oh, baby don’t cry. It kills me when you cry." Luke holds me close, and I sniff.

"They’re happy tears, I swear." I give him a shaky laugh.

Luke runs his fingers through my hair. I wipe my face and turn in his lap, straddling his legs and taking his face in my hands.

"There’s something you need to experience first before we get married though," I say smoothing my hands over his stubbled cheeks. "It might make you change your mind."

"If it’s couch sex, we’ve already done that. And that won’t change my mind," he says with a wink. "In fact, I’m buying us a bigger couch, so we have more room."

"No, not couch sex."

His hands run up my back, pressing my chest to his. "What is it then?" he asks, kissing my nose.

His phone rings on the coffee table and I reach over, hitting nine to open the main door without saying hello.

"Who was that?"

I smile as I climb off his lap. "You’ll see."

A knock sounds on the door moments later and I rush to answer it.

"Hey, Ma," Mason says as he walks in with the boys in tow.

"Ms. C, you’re killing me in those shorts." Axe groans as he passes by me.

"Thank you for inviting me, Ms. Carter." Clay mutters, his cheeks flushing.

"You know you’re welcome anytime, Clay." I smile and his cheeks darken. "Axe, not so much."

"Low blow, Ms. C."

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