Page 85 of This Heart
“Morning, Daddy.”
He turned his face and gently kissed me on the lips. “Good morning, beautiful.”
My stomach did a crazy flip while my chest warmed at the same time. “Good morning.”
Winnie giggled and placed her hand on the side of my face. “Rora here!”
Liam grinned. “Aurora is here and will be here a lot more.”
Winnie clapped, causing the kitten to take off and run out of the room.
“She seems to have made herself right at home,” I chuckled.
With a shake of his head, Liam smiled and turned back to me. “Breakfast?”
“Pancakes!” Winnie cried out right as she jumped off me, then the bed, and chased after the kitten.
Liam watched her, then turned back to me. “Looks like we’re having pancakes. Do you have to leave right away?”
I took the hand he was offering me and stood. “No, I’ve got some time.”
He drew me to him. “Thank you for staying last night. It wasn’t the night I wanted, but in a strange way, it was better.”
Lifting up onto my toes, I brushed my lips against his. “I feel the same way.”
“We’d better get down there before the kitten ends up helping us make pancakes.”
The morning was spent with Winnie helping Liam make princess pancakes for not only me, but even the kitten got one.
“She needs a name,” Liam said as he picked up the kitten and smiled.
I sat back and said, “I’m kind of leaning toward Luna.”
Liam looked the kitten over and nodded. “I agree.”
“What do you think, Winnie?” I asked. “Do you like the name Luna for the kitten?”
Winnie clapped. “Luna!”
Laughing, I said, “Okay, Luna, it is.”
Liam got Winnie dressed while I wrangled Luna into her carrier. I finally got her in and settled when they came back down.
“I should get going.”
Liam walked up to me and took the carrier from my hand, setting it on the table. “Let’s take the advice of your sister and aunt.”
Frowning, I asked, “What advice?”
“Let’s all go somewhere. Just the three of us.”
I laughed. “Liam, we’re going from zero to lightspeed here.”
He winked. “I wasted enough time ignoring the way I feel about you, Aurora. I don’t want to waste another minute.”
“What will people think?”
Shrugging, he replied, “Who cares what they think. I don’t. Do you?”
