Page 66 of Keep On Loving You
Charli busied herself with a box of white rosebuds. “You’ll understand one day when you’re a mother.”
The thought stopped her and wiped the smile from Kat’s face. “What makes you think I’m ever going to be a mother?”
Annie reached out and took a bundle of roses that Charli offered her. She put them in a bucket of water and moved them to the side before handing Charli an empty one.
“Of course you’re going to be a mother.” Her sister wiped her hands on the apron she was wearing. “You’re going to find someone who makes you want things you never knew you wanted before, and everything will change so quickly your head will spin.”
It was a good thing Charli was preoccupied because Kat was pretty sure that everything she was feeling was written all over her face. Visions of walking through the plaza hand in hand with Andy as they pushed a baby stroller flashed through her mind. But just as quickly, she pushed it away.
She’d never let herself think about such a future before. But then again, she’d never let herself think about anything beyond fooling around with Andy.
It was different now.
Wasn’t it?
She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes.
Yes.It was different. Mostly.
After their fight, for lack of a better word, when Andy confessed that he was moving back to Trickle Creek permanently, things had felt very different between them, like theymight actually be able to have something real. Maybe they could be a real couple.
But that was still a very bigmaybe.
“Ouch!” Kat snapped her eyes open to see her niece with a fistful of her red hair. “No, no, no, kiddo. We don’t pull Auntie’s hair.”
Charli laughed. “See? A menace. Besides, she was just trying to get you to pay attention.”
“To what?” Kat looked at her sister and best friend, who stared at her expectantly. “What was I supposed to be paying attention to?” There was no point denying she’d been daydreaming when she’d clearly been caught out.
“I was just wondering out loud what it would take for you to fall for someone who made you want things you never wanted before.” Annie grinned at her and wiggled her eyebrows.
Kat had to resist the urge to murder her best friend.
Thankfully, Poppy once more reached out and tried for Kat’s hair.
“No way, kiddo.” Kat held the baby out from her and distracted her by pretending to fly her through the backroom toward the exit. “You know what, I think maybe Annie and I should take Poppy for a little walk and give you a chance to get some flowers sorted.”
As far as Andy could tell, there was nothing wrong with the apartment. It was an open-concept studio style, but bigenough for everything he needed. He didn’t have much stuff, and what he did have would work well in the space.
It was bright and recently updated with new appliances, a light finish hardwood floor and neutral paint. The location was ideal as far as being in the middle of everything in the plaza. It was walkable to most of the shops, and had off-street parking.
Jess told him over and over how lucky he was that the apartment hadn’t already been snapped up by someone. In fact, it already had, but the deal had fallen through, which was the only reason why Andy stood in it now.
“It won’t last long,” Jess told him again. “I’m personally showing it to three other interested parties later today. If you’re even remotely interested in this place, you need to make an offer today.”
“Today, huh?” Andy walked to the window that looked out over the plaza. Just across the way, and a little to the right, was Kat’s living room window. He let his eyes drift up to the tiny third story, where the bedrooms were. Including the bedroom he’d been very happily sleeping in, with Kat in his arms.
The studio apartment was nice, but it wasn’t nearly as nice as the feel of Kat’s naked body pressed up next to his.
Not even close.
“Even if your offer is accepted, the earliest move-in we could guarantee you wouldn’t be for two months.”
He turned to look at Jess, who had no doubt noticed where he was looking. “Two months?”
“There’s currently a tenant in here,” she said, notbothering to hide her smile. “Two months is generally the accepted amount of notice to give. As long as it’s okay for you to stay at Kat’s for two more months?” She wiggled her eyebrows, and Andy shook his head with a laugh.
“I know the other day you?—”
