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The exterior lights came on, and I sucked in a breath. Liam had a farmhouse, complete with a porch swing. I hadn’t expected this. It was a cream color with white trim. The front door opened, and a Great Dane, who I knew must be Ozzy, came barreling down the stairs. I opened my door just as he went to the tree to relieve himself.
“I believe I told you about him,” Liam said, walking toward me.
“He’s gorgeous,” I replied as Ozzy finished and started toward me, his eyes on me.
I didn’t need to bend down to greet him. He was almost at my waist.
“Hello, Ozzy,” I said as he sniffed between my legs.
My eyes shot up to Liam, who was smirking. Ozzy stilled, and he rubbed his nose against my stomach. Could he tell I was pregnant?
“Ozzy, this is Liberty. She’s going to be a guest for a while,” Liam told him, then walked over to the trunk to get my things.
The dog studied me, and then his nose went back to my crotch.
I laughed, backing up. “Let’s not do that,” I told him.
“Yes, Oz. I fucked her. You got a sniff. Now, stop,” he said as he pulled out a suitcase.
My panties felt more sticky than anything now. I felt my body flush, however, hearing Liam talk about what we’d done. I wished I hadn’t gone to sleep. The thought of him touching me on the drive here had been exciting. Leave it to my pregnant body to decide I needed rest.
“You slept through the security gate, but the house has an electric gate around the property, and it requires a password to get in. The password changes every week. When you are inside here, you’re safe. Plus, Ozzy hears everything. Come on,” Liam said as he carried my suitcases toward the house.
I followed behind him, and Ozzy stayed at my side.
There was a large dog bed on the front porch, and a swing sat to the right. From here, I was pretty sure the porch wrapped around the house. Liam walked inside and flipped on the interior light. The entryway had a hardwood floor and exposed wooden beams on the ceiling, and the walls were a warm blue. Ozzy’s paws clicked on the wooden floor as he came inside and moved to my side again. I ran my hand over his head.
“Stairs are this way. Only bedroom on this floor is mine. The others are upstairs,” he told me as he went toward the stairs.
We wouldn’t be sleeping in the same bed, it seemed. I tried not to feel disappointment. Not once had he acted as if that was what he wanted to do. I’d kind of assumed he wouldn’t put me in his room, but I’d enjoyed being surrounded by his things at the clubhouse.
He turned left when we reached the top of the stairs and then made another left turn into a bedroom. It was big with a queen-size bed, dresser, chair and ottoman in the corner, and a floor lamp beside it. The door to the left was open, and I could see a bathroom through there.
“This is the guest room. There are three other rooms. One belongs to my grandsons, one is a home office, and the other simply has a bed. I just keep the door shut,” he said, setting my suitcases down. “That door is the closet. There should be plenty of hangers for your things. If not, let me know. I have more. The bathroom is there, and it’s stocked with whatever you need.”
I scanned the room, then turned back to him. “This is nice. I didn’t expect your house to look like this,” I admitted.
He cocked an eyebrow. “What did you expect? Stripper poles and concrete floors?”
I shrugged, pursing my lips to keep from laughing.
He smirked. “This is where my grandkids come to visit. It’s my peace away from all the other crazy in my life.”
That made sense. I guessed I just hadn’t seen him that way or realized there was this side to him that existed.
“I’ll order us something to eat. Get cleaned up if you’d like. Ozzy might stop trying to get his face in your crotch if you do,” he said with a curl to his lips.
“Okay,” I replied.
“Pizza good with you?” he asked as he turned and headed for the door.
“Yeah,” I replied.
“Anything you don’t like on it?”
I shrugged. “Lately, I’ve had a thing for cheese. Lots of it.”
“Extra-cheese pizza. Got it,” he said with a nod. “Ozzy,” he called.
