Page 69 of 7 Dirty Lies

Chapter20

When we got backto the house we were a mess.A ridiculously happy mess, butamess.

So I was a little embarrassed when I realized we hadguests.

Well, not guests.Three very special people hadreturned.

“Ted!”I yelled across the foyer.Grayson flinched.“SorryGrayson.”

But he didn’t look upset.Nope.Instead he smiled.“It’s nice, Lily.This house has been too quiet for too long.”He shot Colt a look and I remembered something Colt had said once.That the house used to be filled and now it was empty because everyone diedorleft.

This crazy overwhelming feeling of joy overtook me.The house wasn’t quiet anymore and it never would be again, if I had any say in thematter.

“Hey Princess,” Ted said.“Charley can’t wait toseeyou.”

“Whereisshe?”

“In bed.She can move around now but she can’t lift anything and she’s exhausted.”He looked tired too, Inoted.

“Evangeline giving you a run for your money?”I ruffledhishair.

“She’s a joy.”Then he cocked an eyebrow.“Who happens to think night is the time toparty.”

I’d been reading up on babies in order to become the world’s greatest aunt.“She has her days and nightsreversed?”

“Yep.The little demonchild.”

“She’s anangel.”

He grunted.“Anyway.I just wanted to say hello and tell you we were back for the last two weeks ofshooting.”

Thathitme.

Last twoweeks.

And then what?“I’ll let you get to sleep.”I kissed him on the cheek but instead of letting me go he grabbed my hand, giving it asqueeze.

“Good nightLilyPad.”

Colt was giving us one of his jealous scowls as we parted ways.I just shook my head because what was he going to do?Ted and I were friends.Period.Colt was just going to have to get used to sharing a small part of me.I wasn’t resentful of Charley and I didn’t think she was resentful of me,either.

But then again, I think she had a better understanding of what our relationship was about.Colt hadn’t really gotten that timeinyet.

“Take me to bed, Cowboy.I’m exhausted for somereason.”

His eyes lit up and a knowing smile replaced his frown.“I’d be happy to.As long as it means you’re in my bedtonight.”

I slid a hand around his waist.“Was there anotherchoice?”

He smacked my assmischievously.“No.”

The thingabout declarations of love and feelings of jealousy is that it makes youpossessive.

And maybe a littleneurotic.

I think that’s why Colt had taken to waking me with sex each morning.Sometimes he was between my legs as I came out of my slumber, other times he carried me half asleep into the shower where he woke me up with warm water andhiscock.

But since I wasn’t needed until noon today he’d decided to take the morning off and really enjoy a long morning together.He even had food sent up so we wouldn’t gohungry.

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