Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
“I’m serious.”
His lips twisted wryly. “At least I can chalk one thing you like about me on the scoreboard.”
Unbuckling the seat belt, she reached for the door handle in preparation to get out. “Thank you for the ride. I’m glad we were finally able to have a conservation without arguing.”
“Technically, it’s our second one we got through without arguing.”
The way Moon was looking at her made her feel heated and needy. Her throat went as dry as a desert, meaning she was unable to get a word out, even if she could form one in her mind.
Jet’s sudden appearance as he opened the door made her exit the car.
She was closing the door when Moon got out.
“I’ll text you when I set up another appointment with Lana.”
“Yeah … I …” He broke off with a glare at Jet. “You mind?”
Jet glared back, unperturbed. “Not at all. Go ahead. I’ll wait.”
Was she going to have to witness this pissing contest every time she went out?
“I’m fine, Jet. Thank you. Moon and I have come to an understanding.”
“Wow. What a shocker.”
Larissa frowned. “We’re all three going to get along, aren’t we?”
She stared at the men until Jet stepped away and moved back to sit on his motorcycle, then breathed of sigh relief that the budding argument between the two men had been averted.
“What were you about to say before you were interrupted?”
“I was just about to suggest we meet tomorrow to discuss which house …”
Had the conservation they had on the drive just been a ruse to get what he wanted?
“… I’m considering buying for myself. I get you’re not ready to move back to Treepoint yet. When you’re ready, at least you’ll be more informed on what’s available on the housing market. I would just like your input.”
Indecision filled her.
“I’d like to find out before I sign on the dotted line that it’s a home you wouldn’t be worried about our child staying in when he comes for a visit.”
Larissa set her hesitation aside. What if he bought a home with a swimming pool, or on a busy road? She’d rather give Moon her help than be sorry later.
“What time?”
“How’s two?”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Thank you, Larissa.”
She was confident she had made the right decision, based on the earnest way Moon had looked at her before he got in the car.
“See you tomorrow,” he called out the window as he pulled away.
As she turned to walk inside, Jet’s pitying expression stopped her.
“You fell for that, hook, line, and sinker.”
As Moon’s car turned the curve and disappeared out of sight, her composure slipped.
“No, I didn’t,” she argued, clearing her clogged throat.
“Then why go?”
“You can’t fight a tidal wave; you have to swim for your life or get swept away.”
“Ahh … so you’re going to swim.” Jet nodded approvingly.
“No,” she said wryly. “I’ve never been much of a swimmer. I’m more likely to sink than be swept away.”
“Then …I don’t understand?”
“There is a third option.” Protectively, she laid a hand on the swell of her abdomen.
“Which is …?”
“Prevent the tidal wave before it happens.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
“What do you think about this one?”
“Uh … it’s a lot of house.” Larissa could only stare at the huge living room. Who in the world would need a living room this big?
“I want plenty of space. I’ve never really had any space to call my own. Only had bedrooms, not even with an ensuite.”
“I’ve shared bedrooms my whole life, too. I still wouldn’t buy a house this size.”
Moon opened the fridge then moved around, investigating the other appliances. “Then it’s a good thing you’re not the one who’s interested in buying the house.”
“True.” Nervously, she thrust her hands into the pockets of her maternity dress. She would never be able to afford any of the homes Moon had taken her to look at today. With each they were shown, the more inadequate she felt.
“I like this one the most so far.” Moon stepped out of the pantry to stand in the living room. “What do you think?”
“It’s a beautiful home,” she said flatly.
Moon frowned. “Is there something wrong with it?”
“No.” Other than if Moon took her to court to get custody of their child, if it came down to how better he could financially provide than she could, there wasn’t a thing wrong that she could find.
“I can take the largest bedroom and make the one next to it a nursey for the times I have the baby.”
“That would work.” She nodded. Walking to the window, she looked outside. “The construction going on in the neighborhood shouldn’t disturb him there.”
The home Moon was considering had been built in a new subdivision in Treepoint. Spacious lots had been sectioned out into one-acre lots where the larger homes had been built. Another section of the subdivision had been sectioned off to build smaller homes, and construction had just started.