Page 131 of The Life Daisy Devlin Designed
“I’m sorry about me and Alma,” James said.
“I thought –”
“There was nothing between us, that’s the truth. But I was wrong to game with her the whole time and ignore you like I did. Give me another chance, Daisy?”
“I don’t expect you to stop gaming,” she said.
“Maybe we should take up something together,” James whispered.
Daisy wrapped her arms around his neck, and he tugged her closer. “Can I ask you something?”
He smiled. “Anything.”
“Do you think you might like to be a fireman sometime?”
James’ smile widened. “I assume you’re not suggesting a career change?”
Daisy shook her head. “I was really thinking how clothes might maketh the man!”
James leaned his forehead against hers. “I think I could arrange that.”
“Excellent.” She beamed. “I’ve got something a bit more PG in mind, too. It involves socialising with other people.”
“So it doesn’t involve this?” He leaned closer and kissed her.
When he released her, Daisy giggled. “Pretty sure it doesn’t.”
“Will I like it?”
“I’ll be doing it!” she said.
“I’ll like it then.”
She gave him a serious look. “Does this mean that you’ll finally feel like part of my family?”
James nodded. “I’ll be there at every kids’ birthday party.” He tucked a finger under her chin and met her eyes, his gaze as serious as hers. “And I’ll never make you feel like you don’t matter to me, Daisy. Speaking of families, Miriam and Eric invited my folks to this thing. Rosie insisted they stay with her.”
Rosie was endlessly surprising, Daisy thought, snuggling as closely as she could to him. “Promise you’ll dance with me tonight, James?”
“All night, Daisy.”
She smiled against his chest. “I love you so much.”
His voice rumbled over the top of her head. “I know this isn’t very romantic, but thank fuck for that.”
She looked up at him, feeling a rush of pure happiness. “Actually, that’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”
CHAPTER 60
Laura was standing at the window, looking out at the street, when Daisy got to work that Monday. She was turned, half in profile, her tiny bump just about visible. Daisy stopped for a moment, wondering if it would ever be her.
She cleared her throat and Laura turned. “Hey.”
“Hey, yourself.” Daisy smiled. “You have that pregnancy glow.”
Laura folded her arms. “Are you going to start getting mushy, babes? Not sure I’m up for it. Stephanie is already threatening to throw me a baby shower. The woman’s living in a Hallmark movie.”
Daisy walked across the room, and took hold of Laura’s hands.
