Page 110 of Lies and Lullabies
Jonas squeezed my hip. “Location, location, location.”
I giggled at the sheer ridiculousness of that idea. “In the dictionary under ‘middle of nowhere’ there’s probably a picture of Nest Lake, Maine.”
“It might be nowhere, but it’sournowhere. I want to see the kitchen.” Jonas ducked behind the new wall of glass blocks and whistled. “Nice.”
“I know. It really is.”
Jonas looked around. “Where’s the Vivster?”
“Well, she spent most of the day asking, ‘When is daddy coming? When is daddy coming?’ So I sent her out for a bike ride with Adam. They’ll be back soon.”
“Awesome. I brought her a birthday present.”
“Jonas! You already sent her a pile of them.”
“Yeah, but this one isin person.”
“Hi, Kira!” a voice boomed behind me.
I spun around. “Ethan!”
He caught me in a hug. “I went shopping outside of Portland. If it’s okay with you, we’ll grill some steaks tonight.”
“That sounds great. What can I make to go with them? It’s too early in the season for corn on the cob.”
“We’ll bake some potatoes. I’ve got it handled.”
“Do we have any beer yet?” Jonas asked, heading for the Sub-Zero.
I smiled at him. “Would I host your band without beer?”
“So where’s Adam?” Ethan asked.
“Well, he spent the day asking me when you were getting here. So I let Vivi take him out for a bike ride.”
At that, Jonas snorted into the refrigerator. He came out with three bottles of Shipyard ale.
“None for me,” I said quickly.
“No?” Jonas shrugged, putting one back.
I felt a flush hit my neck. I’d been savoring my little secret for the last few hours. But if I didn’t tell him soon, he was going to know something was up.
Ethan took a beer. “I’ll divvy up the rooms,” he said before heading back outside.
The moment he left, Jonas set his beer down on the countertop and grabbed me. Surprised, I made a very sexy noise, something like “ooorff!”
“Sorry,” Jonas mumbled into my neck. His fingers stroked my back, coming to rest on my ass. With a yank, he pulled my body against his. “How many times do you think I can get you naked between now and Tuesday morning?” he asked, kissing his way across my hairline. “We have a little work to do, you and me. Vivi needs a baby sister.”
I pulled back. “Well, there’s a problem with that.”
Concern crossed his face. “A problem? Wait… do you have your period?”
His look of horror was so genuine that I had to bite back a smile. “Just… follow me.” I turned and walked into our bedroom, with Jonas on my heels. I shut the door behind us.
“Is something the matter?”
I shook my head. “It’s just that you can’t get me pregnant this weekend.”
