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Well, I don’t know any of the bunnies I should say since I haven’t been to the clubhouse yet.
That reminder has a bit of wariness creeping in, and although I haven’t told him yet, I know I’m already in love with Anthony. If the bunnies start any shit, I’ll make sure to finish it. I will not let those women ruin my happiness.
He leans down, kissing me.
Pushing thoughts of the bunnies away for now, I sink into him, and groan internally when I hear the front door open. I pull back breaking the kiss, not wanting to get carried away in front of my family.
“Is there anything else you need to get besides Void?”
I nod in response to him. “I need to grab his things.”
“Got you covered on that front, Honey,” Ma says and I turn, leaning against Anthony who shifts slightly, but keeps one arm wrapped around my waist.
Ma’s carrying a couple of tote bags and Granny’s holding Void as well as his harness.
I frown.
I need a lot more than that.
Litter, litter box, cans of food as well as dried food, scratch tower, and some of his toys. I open my mouth to say just that, but Anthony puts a finger to my lips, silencing me.
He gives me a sheepish look and I swear he blushes slightly. “I kinda already got some stuff and food for Void, and don’t worry, it’s the same brand and type of food you already give him.”
My heart does a little flip at the knowledge that he’s already taken that step to make Void comfortable in his house, but then again, he knows how much Void means to me. Even though I got him with the intention that he’d be a family cat, Void primarily bonded with me.
Granny walks over to us and I take Void and his harness from her. Bending down, I slip it over his legs and properly secureit. At the same time, Anthony walks over to Ma to get the other bags. A moment later, I can hear him talking with both of them quietly.
As I connect Void’s leash to his harness, I nibble on my lip. It’s true that I don’t feel like he rushed me with wanting to stay over this weekend, but my mind is still reeling from something else he said this morning.
“I want you in my life which also means, when you’re ready, I’d like you to move in with me.”
If someone had asked me last year if I would ever move off our family’s property or out of our family’s house, I would have told them ‘hell no’. That I would live here until the day I died.
However, that’s been something I’ve been thinking a lot about ever since Kelly’s parting words that day last year when I caught Aiden and her together. At first, I still didn’t think I’d move out or build my own house.
But then the fire happened.
Then there was Anthony’s kiss and his words a month later when I saw the house and supper club for the first time after the fire.
That was a turning point for me and ever since then, I’ve been having second thoughts about my decision to stay here. Even more so since we started rebuilding. I mean, I still put the ‘Thompson stamp’ on the house as Pappy used to say, but my feelings have changed.
This will always be my home, but I don’t think it’s where I’m meant to be going forward.
For once in my life, I can actually see myself living elsewhere.
Hm… I wonder if this is how Uncle Mark felt when he first moved out to be with his girlfriend at the time?
Could I see myself living with Anthony?
Yes.
Could I see myself sharing my life with Anthony going forward? As his woman? His wife? His Old Lady?
Yes, yes, yes, and yes.
Heat runs through me at another thought.
Children.
