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“Sure,” Andy said. “Whatever you need.”
“Are you going to at least pretend you’re supporting this?” Bobby asked me.
“I do support it, you know that,” I said. “Do I have to like it?”
“A little.”
“Tough.”
Bobby laughed and nodded. He looked at me, saw the worry on my face and reached out to grab my hand.
“I’m going to be okay,” he said. “Don’t worry.”
“I’ll try not to,” I said. “Just promise that you don’t get yourself killed, okay? I’m actually getting used to having you around. You’re not annoying me as much anymore.”
“That’s good to know, thanks,” Bobby teased. “Now pass me the potatoes.”
We switched topics and spent the rest of the evening trying to avoid the subject of California and fires.
***
“So, the house is done.”
Andy came up behind me as I stood at the entrance to the living room, taking everything in. He wrapped his arms around me, kissed my neck and rested his chin on my shoulder, rocking me gently from side to side.
“It is,” I smiled. “It looks great, doesn’t it?”
“You did a wonderful job,” Andy agreed, kissing me again, softer this time. It made goose bumps break out across my skin, and I shivered.
“Our own home,” I said.
“Yup.” He pressed me closer to him. “How long do we wait before we start thinking about kids?”
I looked at him, an eyebrow raised. “You? Kids? Really?”
Andy shrugged. “Why not? Did you think we’d have all this space and fill it up with cats and dogs?”
I rested my head back against his chest and smiled. “No,” I admitted. “I’ve actually been thinking about kids, too.”
“Good,” Andy whispered, kissing my ear, then my neck, then my shoulder.
“We’re going to be good, right?” I asked.
“We’re going to be just fine,” Andy assured me.
We stood there for a while longer, looking at what we had achieved, at how far we had come since that night I had run away from Manchester and a toxic marriage. I still expected to wake up at any minute, but for now, I was going to enjoy this. For as long as I possibly could.
“So,” Andy whispered. “About those kids.”
I giggled. “What about them?”
His hands slid under my shirt, one snaking mischievously into my pants. “How about we get to work on that as soon as possible.”
I let out a long sigh when his fingers found their way into my panties. “How soon?” I teased.
“Like, now soon,” he replied, growling against my neck, tickling me. I laughed and pushed away from him. He quickly grabbed my arm, pulled me back, and swept me up into his arms. “Not so fast,” he said.
“Put me down,” I laughed. “You’ll sprain your back.”
