Page 56 of Somewhere We Belong

I chuckled. “He’s not wrong.” I kissed his forehead. “I agree with Colt, we need to be careful with them. They don’t need any more added heartache, and the thought of hurting Sol makes me sick.”

“Me too. I just want them to be happy,” Theo said. “Sol deserves to have a stable home, and I think we need to talk to Nova about that too.”

“I agree, and we need to make sure she isn’t seeing that other guy anymore either,” Colt grumbled. I loved that Colt was a little jealous, maybe it would humble him a little.

“If she is, maybe we need to crash another date,” I yawned.

“Maybe we should tell him to back the fuck off,” Colt said with a little hint of violence in his voice.

“We could do that too, maybe that is the better option,” Theo agreed.

“Hey, we are not doing any of that,” I chastised them.

“Ok, fine, let him sleep with her and woo her,” Colt said, looking up at me. “Let Sol meet him and?—”

“Ok, fine. We will ask her about him and then if we need to, we can take matters in our own hands,” I huffed.

“Great plan,” Theo said sleepily.

I chuckled. These two big oafs were so possessive, but also, the thought of that Henry Cavill lookalike made my skin crawl. She was ours and I think I needed to be ok with getting my hands dirty to make sure Nova didn’t need anyone else but us.

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nova

“Wordon the street is you had a date.” I stilled, hoping that no one had heard what had happened during or after the date. To be honest, I had completely forgotten about Clark the last few days. He had a tech conference to go to this weekend, so we hadn’t spoken, but I think that maybe we needed to stop.

“I did,” I answered Blanche.

“Oh, come on, give me something,” she pleaded, turning around to look at me as her hair fell from my fingers.

Thankfully, I hadn’t cut it.

“Do I need to get you an iPad, so you stop moving like a child?” I glared at her.

“If the iPad had an overview of your date, sure.” She grinned.” I love a good YouTube video or PowerPoint.”

“Blanche, you’re incorrigible.” I rolled my eyes, setting her head straight before I went back to the section I was cutting.

“Oh, come on, give this little old lady a reason to live,” she said, batting her eyelashes.

I snorted. “Woman, go get your reason to live somewhere else. I know you have heard so many secrets that you could probably sell them.”

She shrugged innocently. “I have a lot of time on my hand. What can I say? This makes living with aches and pains so much more tolerable. So, be nice and at least give me something.”

“Fine,” I huffed. “He was good looking and sweet.”

“Aaaaand?”

“And that's all you are getting, Blanche,” I said, trying to hide my smile.

“So, by the sound of that, no second date?” she asked, and I swear this woman would have made a good reporter.

I shrugged.

“Why are you so afraid, sweetheart?” Blanche had taken a serious tone.

I pursed my lips. “It’s not just me, Blanche. I have a little girl to think about, and she would attach herself too quickly to whomever I brought home. She doesn’t say it, but I see how she looks at the dads. It doesn’t help that there are activities with dads like the hike they do in the spring. I don’t want to dangle the possibility of someone in front of her, then for it not to work.”

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