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Whoa! Wait!“Just LA? You don’t want to look at roles that may be filmed in a different state or country?”

She shook her head slowly. “No . . . just LA.”

The back of my eyes stung. “You want to go home?”

“Yeah . . . it’s time.”

I swept my hand underneath her hair and cradled her neck, and drew her mouth to mine. I kissed her soft lips and breathed her in. With Maddy by my side, I could do anything. This was what we both needed.

“Yes.” I was strong. I was ready. I had Maddy. “It’s time. Let’s go home.”

Chapter 14

TIA

Being pregnant was nothing like I’d expected. My ankles were swollen after the flight home from New York. I was horny all the time. That wasn’t new...and Lewisnevercomplained.I couldn’t stop eating. My clothes were tight. My five-month baby bump seemed excessively huge, bulging like I was near due. At this rate, by the time I reached full-term, I’d be as big as a humpback whale. My newfound craving for salty Australian Vegemite spread and grilled cheese sandwiches didn’t help my waistline. The toasted treat had become my weakness. I should’ve never tried Vegemite when we were Down Under during the tour. Now, I couldn’t live without the stuff.

Nor Tim Tams.

Oh. My. God.

Those chocolate biscuits were pure evil.

I could never just have one.

Last week, Lewis had driven to three different grocery stores across LA to track down the Aussie items for me. I would’ve screamed bloody murder if he’d come home without them. He hadn’t let me down.

He was a keeper.

My baby daddy!

Tonight, we’d rocked up to Flint and Sutton’s for dinner and a catchup. Sutton had let us in, and we followed her to the music room, where soft music was playing.

Since July, Cole, Lewis, and Flint had gotten together once a month to jam. The only thing missing was Slip. It had been just over a year since the tour had ended, but there had been no talk of getting back together. I was certain it burned on everyone’s brain, like mine. I missed working with the guys. I couldn’t wait to be back on the road, even when I had a baby.

Sutton opened the heavy door to the music studio and the three of us strolled inside. Ava lazed on one of the black sofas at the far end of the room, drinking a glass of wine. Cole sat behind the drum kit, hammering out a wild rock beat. Flint stood before him, slaying his electric guitar.

Lewis’s fingers twitched in mine.

Giggling, I drew him close and smacked his hot ass.Love him in Levis...in leather is even better.“Go. Play. You know you want to.”

“Thanks.” He gave me a quick kiss. “We won’t be long. Promise.”

I patted the center of his chest and shook my head. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

His eyes glinted, and he wriggled his brows. “I always keep my promises. I promise to give you a foot massage and fuck you any way you want when we get home.”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

“I’m counting on it.” He kissed my tummy, then walked backward toward the guys. “Just a few songs. Half an hour. Tops.”

That meant at least an hour. “It’s okay. Go.” I had the girls for company. We wouldn’t be with these guys if we couldn’t tolerate them playing for hours on end. They hadn’t had a good jam session in weeks, so we’d better let them havetheir fun.

“Hey, you.” Ava waved me over to join her, then patted the sofa beside her. “How was New York?”

I placed my tote down on the floor and lowered onto the seat beside her, tugging my T-shirt that was now too short over my baby bump. “Fabulous, as always. It’s so beautiful there in the fall.” Spending a week catching up with Lewis’s old friends, Hayden, and the rest of the Everhide crew, had been full of laughs. “Crashing at Hayden and Lexi’s place was an eye-opener. Having a toddler in the house was a whole new level of crazy. Charlotte and Josh are tame compared to Declan. I was exhausted watching him run around. Lewis loved every second.”

Lewis had so much love in his heart for everyone. After growing up with parents who didn’t support his homosexuality-cum-bisexuality, he’d run away from home as a teen and had always stayed true to himself. He’d followed his heart. He was one of the strongest people I knew. He’d found a new band. A new home. A new family.Me.Was there something more to life than being blissfully happy and excited about our future together?

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