Page 51 of Love Takes Home

“Well, it’s about damn time,” Davis declares.

“Seriously?” Ginny asks him, finally pulling out of my grip and opening her arms for Aaron. Once he’s in her arms and thoroughly loved on, she looks at Davis. “I thought you were supposed to hate any man who wants to date your sister and heaven forbid if they are friends with you.”

“It’s because he’s my friend. I already know I can trust him. This isn’t one of your romance books.”

“You know best friend’s sibling is my favorite trope.” Trish winks at him.

Trish and Davis continue to banter back and forth, but my eyes are riveted on Ginny holding Aaron. I’ve seen her holding him before, but something’s different today. It hits me that she will never experience holding her own baby, and how strong she is that it doesn’t stop her from loving on Aaron with a contented look on her face. There’s no sadness in her eyes like when she told me the first time.

“What’s that look for?” Davis asks.

“Nothing.”

“I call bullshit.”

“So, Sandy said she’s missed you, but only after I verified that you were probably that ‘hot FBI agent’. I had to promise you’d come visit.”

“We will,” Trish assures me. “We can visit Abigail. And it’s so beautiful there.”

“It really is. And the people might be crazy, but they’re still nice,” Ginny agrees. “Do you ever miss living there?”

“Only all the time. Don’t get me wrong, I love our home and family. I love being close to everybody again, but I’d move back in a heartbeat. Did you see any of the campus?”

“We drove through, but didn’t stop. I made sure Joker saw the music hall. It’s such a beautiful building. He asked if I wanted to go inside, but I knew we had another place to be, so I told him we’d come back one day.”

“That’s where you should be,” Trish tells her pointedly.

“No. I could never.”

“Yes, you could. And you should. And you still fucking can.”

Davis looks at me and jerks his head to the kitchen. “Beer, water?”

“Water since I’m driving.”

“That’s the correct answer,” he jokes. “Would you ladies like anything?”

“I’m okay.” Trish smiles at him as we walk by.

“Yeah, you are, Sugar.” He winks back.

“Do you guys always have to be so gross?” Ginny rolls her eyes.

“Yes, sis. Yes, we do.” Davis laughs.

“And how would you feel about me making comments like that in front of you?”

He pauses mid-step and snarls. “Point taken. Don’t do that.”

Ginny smiles the evil smile of a younger sister and Trish and she both break out in giggles. Even I smile at them when Aaron joins in.

“Tell me how this happened?” Davis asks once he’s pulled two water bottles out of the fridge.

“It just did. Wasn’t exactly planned, but I’m not upset about it.”

“And she’s one hundred percent on board?”

“She is.”

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