Twenty-Three
“I’m in love with you.”
His words echoed around Kate’s head as the usual weekend mayhem exploded in her house. After their first time having sex, she and Marley had laid together in his bed, talking and laughing, and then she’d tried to get her way to taste him, but he’d insisted on her riding him, and damn if the memory wasn’t making her blush as she mainlined coffee, ready to face the day.
She had to work this morning. Addy and Ethan usually came with her when she worked on Saturdays, but her mom and Carlton had offered to babysit.
Her mom walked into the kitchen right as Kate was pouring another cup – because it felt like a two-coffee morning.
“How was last night?” her mom asked, an expectant smile on her lips.
“It was fun.”
“You didn’t get home until three.”
Damn, she thought her days of explaining herself to her mom were over. “Mom…”
“It’s okay. I’m glad you had a good time. By the way, we met Marley’s mom at the diner.”
“You did?” Kate asked, surprised. Her mom wasn’t the diner type of person. Nor was Carlton. They were usually fine dining all the way.
“Mmhmm. She invited us to their place for lunch tomorrow.”
Kate blinked. “I thought you were leaving this afternoon.” After she got back from work. That had been the plan. Carlton had meetings back home on Monday. And as much as she’d actually enjoyed their visit, she was looking forward to things in the house getting back to normal.
And maybe having a chance to think about last night.
I’m in love with you.
The words made her heart pound against her chest.
“Well, we decided to leave after lunch on Sunday instead.” Her mom beamed at her. “Maddie is lovely. Did you know Marley’s dad is Gray Hartson? The singer?”
“Yeah.” Kate nodded. “I know.”
Of course her mom would be impressed by that. She loved famous people. Especially rich ones. And she loved going out. Being invited to Marley’s parents’ house for lunch would definitely mean them leaving later.
Before she could reply, Kate’s phone buzzed.
How are you feeling this morning? Because my bed feels empty. Wish you were here. – Marley xx
She smiled, despite knowing her mom was watching.
Pretty satisfied, actually, thanks to you. A little tired, though. Thank you for taking such good care of me. – Kate xx
If ‘taking care of you’ is a euphemism for sex, then the pleasure was all mine. – Marley xx
Before she could respond to that one, another message from him flashed up.
By the way, my mom says she met your mom. And that you’re all invited to lunch tomorrow. Did your mom tell you? – Marley xx
She grinned, because from the sounds of it, he was as happy about the situation as she was.
Yes. It feels a little like a medieval set up, doesn’t it? Like they’re negotiating our betrothal. Do you think my stepfather will pay a dowry? – Kate xx
He wouldn’t have to pay me, Kate. I’m yours for free. – Marley xx
“Isn’t he wonderful with the kids?” her mom asked as Kate stood with her and Carlton in Marley’s parents’ backyard the next day.