Berit yawned. “I’m so sorry.” She stood. “Thank you, Elizabeth and Matthew. I think it’s time I takemy boys, and my granddaughter, home. I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted.”
“Please take these desserts home with you,” Elizabeth begged. “They are so delicious, but my doctor has warned me about gaining more weight since I’m not getting any exercise.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Saint Clare,” Rock said as he picked up several of the desserts. “I love dessert. I don’t care if it means fifty more push-ups, Momma Barker’s brownies are worth it.”
With all the baby equipment, it took almost ten minutes to get everybody out the door. Mak and the men had driven over together after Kenzi woke up from her morning nap.
Alone in Micah’s SUV, the quiet was comforting after the level of intensity of the day. He reached over and took her hand. “The real estate agent called me yesterday. I need to sign that lease tomorrow if I’m going to move in the first of the year.”
“Are you fishing for an invitation to move in with me?” She could go for that.
“No. I was wondering if you would be interested in moving into a house? With me, of course. After spending so much time at the Saint Clare’s’, I feel like I need space. Kenzi could have her own bedroom, and Mak seems to travel with a pack, so we need at least four bedrooms, and a big recreation room. Maybe a pool table.”
“Maybe a pool,” she suggested.
He grinned at her. “Definitely a hot tub.”
“So, just to be clear, what are you suggesting?” She didn’t believe she was ready for marriage, but she liked the idea of living with Micah.
“Us. I suggest we give it a try. I’m asking you something I’ve never asked of another woman. Will you move in with me?”
“If there’s a hot tub,” she teased. “Or a pool. Or better yet, both.” She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Have I told you today how much I love you?”
“You just did. When we get to your house, you can show me how much you love me. It’s your turn to change the next dirty diaper.”
The End