Page 105 of Lorcan
I laughed. “Oh, I’ll make a convert of you yet.”
He shuddered.
“What did Genessa say to you?” We’d been so busy settling Trifle and heating up leftovers for dinner, that we hadn’t really had a chance to speak.
“Just that she wants us to go through her things and pick out heirlooms for our new house. She advised me to call Cadence tomorrow because buying real estate between Christmas and New Year’s was a good idea. Something about people being desperate.”
I chuckled. “No grass growing under her feet.”
“Nope. She’s moving into Good Life the second week of January. She’s hoping to close a sale on the condo by the end of the month.”
“It’s all unreal.”
Lorcan turned in my arms. “Her selling? Moving into Good Life? Or just that she’s so accepting of our relationship?”
“All of the above?”
“Yeah, she figured you might be a little overwhelmed. She suggested I be agrounding forcein your life.”
I chuckled. “That sounds like Aunt Genessa.”
“She apologized for stepping into the marriage discussion without permission.”
“Ah, I wondered if she might do that. I saw almost instantly that she knew she’d made a misstep.”
“I told her that she hadn’t.” He stroked my arm. “She cares about you. And she knows you. She knows you want to be in a permanent relationship.”
I held my breath. Then let it out. “Relationships come in many forms, Lorcan.” I pointed to our two pets. “We have furbabies. That makes us pet coparents.”
“It’s not the same thing.”
“I know.” I offered the most reassuring smile I could give him. “We’re newly into this relationship.”
“Yes.” His gaze seemed to intensify—with his dark-brown eyes almost black with just the light from my bedside lamp. “I have three requests.”
Intrigued, I feathered my fingers through his hair. “Anything, sweetheart.”
He took a deep breath.
I held still.
“These are in no particular order.”
“Right.” I kept from smiling because he was so damn earnest.
“I want us to have a serious discussion about having marriage. Soon. Genessa’s right—I’m a traditionalist. I also have a disastrous track record with marriage. Something you need to consider.”
As injust not tonight—it’s too raw.Probably for both of us. “I agree.” Hopefully we’d have a sense of the size of the house we could afford. So we could each have our own space for when we needed it, but also space for our new furbabies.
I reminded myself to call Cadence in the morning.
Aunt Genessa had made it clear she wanted this done quickly.
“The next?”
“I want to top you tonight.”
That took me aback. Not because I wasn’t willing—vers and all that—but that he’d never asked. Had made it pretty clear he wasn’t interested.
