Page 68 of Suzanna's Surrender
Alex thought it over. “Would he be Kevin’s stepfather, too?”
“No.” She had to kiss him. “Megan’s Kevin’s mom, and maybe one day she’ll fall in love and get married. Then Kevin will have a father.”
“Did you fall in love with Holt?” Jenny asked.
“Yes, I did.” She felt Alex shift uncomfortably and smiled. “I’d like to marry him so we could all live together. But Holt and I both wanted to see how you felt about it.”
“I like him,” Jenny announced. “He lets me ride on his shoulders.”
Alex shrugged, a bit more cautious. “Maybe it’s okay.”
Concerned, Suzanna rose. “We can talk about it some more. Let’s go set up.”
They stepped out of the greenhouse just as Holt pulled up in the graveled lot. He knew he’d told her he’d wait until lunchtime, but he hadn’t been able to. He’d awakened realizing he’d rather face another alley than those two kids who could so easily reject him. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and tried to look casual.
“Hi.”
“Hi.” Suzanna wanted to reach out to him, but her children held her hands.
“I thought I’d drop by and... how’s it going?”
Jenny gave him a shy smile and huddled closer to her mother. “Mom says you’re going to get married and be our stepfather and live with us.”
Holt had to knock back an urge to shuffle his feet. “That’s the plan.”
Alex tightened his fingers around Suzanna’s as he stared up at Holt. “Are you going to yell at us?”
After a quick glance at Suzanna, Holt stooped down until he was eye to eye with the boy. “Maybe. If you need it.”
Alex trusted that answer more than he would have an unqualified no. “Do you hit?” He remembered the swats he’d received during his vacation. They’d insulted more than hurt, but he still resented it.
Holt put a hand under the boy’s chin and held it firm. “No,” he said, and the look in his eyes made Alex believe. “But I might hang you up by your thumbs or boil you in oil. If I get really mad, I’ll stake you to an anthill.”
Alex’s lips twitched, but he wasn’t finished with the interrogation. “Are you going to make Mom cry like he did?”
“Alex,” Suzanna began, but Holt cut her off.
“I might sometimes, if I’m stupid. But not on purpose. I love her a lot, so I want to make her happy. Sometimes I might screw up.”
Alex frowned and considered. “Are you going to do all that kissing stuff? Since Trent and Sloan and Max came, there’s always kissing.”
“Yeah.” Holt’s face relaxed into a smile. “I’m going to do all that kissing stuff.”
“But you won’t like it,” Alex said, hopeful. “You’ll just do it ’cause Mom likes it.”
“Sorry, I like it, too.”
“Jeez,” Alex muttered, deflated.
“Do it now.” Jenny danced and giggled. “Do it now so I can see.”
Willing to oblige, Holt straightened and pulled Suzanna close. When he took his lips from Suzanna’s, Alex was red faced and Jenny was clapping. “I hate to tell you,” Holt said soberly. “but one day you’ll like it, too.”
“Uh-uh. I’d rather eat dirt.”
With a laugh, Holt hoisted him up, relieved and delighted when Alex slung a friendly arm around his neck. “Tell me that in ten years.”
“I like it,” Jenny insisted, and tugged on his leg. “I like it now. Kiss me.” He hauled her in his other arm and kissed her tiny, waiting lips. She smiled, big blue eyes beaming. “You kissed Mom different.”
