Page 56 of A Moment for Us
Josh nods. “I live in an RV. I hate it. Oliver hates living with Grayson and needs to move out before Jess has the baby, and . . . you’re not staying here alone.”
He’s lost his fucking mind. They say that women go crazy when they find out they’re pregnant, but I’ve never heard of the father losing his damn mind.
“I’m perfectly fine living in my own house alone.”
He crosses his arms over his chest. “Do you know what Jeremy’s first words were when I called him?”
“Where are the donuts?”
Josh’s brows lower. Apparently, he doesn’t find me amusing. “No, it was that if he were friends with you, he’d be worried. Then he said he wouldn’t let you be alone if he were me.”
Now that pisses me off. “Letme?”
“Yes, let you. He’d protect you.”
“Jeremy can’t protect himself, let alone someone else.”
“Delia.” His voice is low with warning.
“I’m not alone. I have cameras. Plus, I’m not some damsel in distress.”
“No, you’re the mother of my child, which is far more important.”
My jaw falls open, and I blink. “You’re taking this a little too seriously.”
“By wanting to protect you? By caring that you’re out here alone and without a neighbor close enough to hear you if you need help. If you stopped for a second, you’d see how my moving works out well for everyone.”
I laugh once because none of this works. Him staying in my home does not bode well for the no sex thing since we had sex not even five days ago. Not that there’s much of a chance of that at the moment since I want to shake him until the sense he has comes back.
“You’re not moving in with me. It would never work!”
“Why?”
“Are youinsane? What do you meanwhy? I want . . . I can’t have you living here!”
“But you’re over me,” Josh reminds me.
I glare at him. “So, you’re going to be fine if I bring a guy home?”
His jaw clenches, and there’s fire in his eyes. Exactly.
He may not be able to love me, but there’s feelings beyond friendship. A man doesn’t react that way if there are no feelings.
“Do you have plans to bring someone home?”
I shrug. “I could.”
“Right. So, is that a yes?” The steel in his voice goes straight to my core.
Oh, I like jealous Josh. He’s a lot a bit sexy.
No. No sexy. No anything with sex in it.
“I don’t, but that doesn’t mean I won’t at some point. You’ve made it clear that you don’t want a relationship, and I get it, but I want more.”
“Delia.” He says my name with a hint of pain in it.
“No, you living here would be a mistake.”
