Page 119 of Take My Kiss
“Like move here?”
“Right, but you’d live with me. And Remy.”
“Why would we live with you? We have our own house in Sugarland Creek.”
I slow down until Remy stops and kneel to Sam’s eye level. “Your mommy and I wanna be together, so that’s why y’all would move in with me. Would you be okay with that?”
His tongue pokes the inside of his cheek as he ponders this.
“What ’bout all of our stuff?”
“We’d move it here. I’d build some extra rooms, so you’d get your own once it’s finished.”
That has his eyes lighting up. “Really? With my own bed?”
“Absolutely, buddy! And you can put whatever you want in your room.”
He swarms me in a hug, and I nearly topple over, but manage to catch myself before we both go down. Laughing, I return the gesture.
“And you’ll still cook for us?”
I smirk, thinking back to when Amelia told me I’d need to wean them off from my cooking or they’d get too used to my fancy ass food.
“Of course! I love cookin’ for you.”
He beams. “Okay, cool.”
“So, you don’t mind if I date your mom?” I confirm, not quite sure if he knows what it means.
His shoulder lifts. “You sleep in the same bed, so I thought y’all were already.”
Amelia paces in the kitchen while I make dinner. She’s showered, dressed, and looks breathtaking as usual.
“Darlin’, you’re makin’ me nervous. Sit down.”
“What if…” She chews her lip. “What if Troy doesn’t like me?”
I scoff. “Why wouldn’t he?”
“I dunno, but I really want all of us to get along. It’s not every day your brother comes back from the dead, so I need his husband to like me or he might not wanna stay in contact.”
“That’s highly unlikely, baby.” I cup her face, stealing a kiss. “Samuel didn’t stalk you just to not be in your life again.”
She nods, taking a deep breath. “I haven’t had a family in so long, I’m scared to screw up and lose it.”
“Not gonna. And my family is yours now, too. Plus, the Hollises. You’re surrounded by us.”
She wraps her arms around my waist, hugging tightly. “You’re right.”
“I-I’m sorry. Did you just admit I was right ’bout somethin’?”
“Oh God.” She smacks her forehead on my chest. “I take it back.”
Chuckling, I pull her mouth back to mine. “I love you.”
“You’re sure you wanna be involved with someone who’s an emotional mess?”
“I’ve never been more sure ’bout anythin’ in my life, darlin’. I want every part of you—the good, bad, and ugly. Give it all to me.”
