Page 83 of The Lucky Heart (Jamison Valley 3)
He proceeded to make it worth my while. And then again in the shower.
By the time we walked downstairs so I could make us a big breakfast, I was sated and famished.
“No showings today?” Silas asked as I scrambled eggs for omelets.
I sighed. “No. Prescott’s real estate market isn’t exactly booming right now.”
Since buying into Jamison Valley Real Estate, I’d only had one client meeting and I didn’t have another lined up until the middle of next week. Though I was still excited and loving the job, adjusting to the slower pace had been difficult.
“It will pick up when the weather gets warmer. People don’t want to move when it’s snowy and cold.”
“Yeah. You’re probably right. I’m just anxious to get a couple of deals under my belt. This is such a change for me, I just want to know that I’m doing a good job.”
“You’ll be great, babe.”
I ducked my head to hide my smile and blushing cheeks. “Thanks.”
He pushed away from the counter and pressed his chest against my back, wrapping me in his arms. “I love that you get all shy when I give you a compliment,” he said into my hair. “But don’t hide that smile from me, Lis. I live for it.”
My chest swelled and I had trouble breathing. Sniffing away the sting in my nose, I said, “You’re going to make me cry and then we’ll never eat breakfast.”
“We can just have cookies.”
I shook my head. “All those muscles of yours need protein. I can’t have you getting weak on me.”
“Good point.” He kissed the back of my head and stepped away. “I’ll just have a couple of these anyway”—he nabbed a cookie—“before they end up as weapons.”
I stuck out my tongue as he laughed. God, that sound.
Best morning ever.
“So what are we doing today?” I asked as we parked outside the barn an hour later.
“I thought we could take a drive through the calving pasture. You can see all of the cute little calves, then we can do whatever you want.”
I stared at his firm butt as we walked to the door. “I’ve got a few ideas.” All of them involved a bed and a lack of clothing.
“Pax?” Silas called when we pushed inside. Paxon answered from the living room and we walked in to find him zipping up his large duffel.
“What are you doing?” Silas asked.
“Well, princess, time has come for me to find a new home.”
“Listen, man, if this is about last night, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten physical.”
Paxon grinned and winked at me. “That’s too bad for you, Felicity. I thought for sure he’d get physical after I left.”
“Oh my god, you’re a child.” I tried not to laugh but failed.
Paxon chuckled and clapped Silas on the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. I would have done the same thing if I’d been in your boots.”
“Thanks.” Silas sighed with relief. “Then why are you leaving?”
“This is your place. You should be able to bring your woman over and not have a third wheel. I’m just going to crash at the motel for a while until I find a permanent place in town.”
“You’re staying in Prescott?” I asked hopefully. “No more California?”
He smiled. “Montana has grown on me. Figured I’d help out the dipshit here until something better comes along.”
