His to Claim (The Rowdy Johnson Brothers Book 4) by Tory Baker

Author:Tory Baker [Baker, Tory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-14T00:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

MAEVE

“Hey there, stranger.” JW and I pulled into the designated parking spots for my house at the same time. He texted earlier saying he’d be staying the night and had dinner covered.

“Hey, baby.” He collects my bag while dipping his head, brushing his lips across mine. My eyes close, hand going to his chest, feeling the way his heart beats beneath my palm. JW deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding and tangling with mine. His hands are full, or I’m sure he’d have them in my hair, guiding me in the way we both like. Too bad it’s over before I’m ready. “Let’s get inside before we give your neighbors a show, yeah?”

“Okay.” We walk up the sidewalk together until we land on the small front porch of my place. I unlock the door and hold it open for him to go in front of me since he’s lugging my bag, groceries bags, and what looks like a duffle as well.

“Mae, go on in. You need to turn the alarm off.” He holds his arm out for me to proceed him.

I snort as I walk by him. The alarm is only there for decoration at this point. When I signed my lease for my house, it came with an alarm system. I called a company out, and they gave me the runaround and tried to tell me I needed a whole new system. Since I don’t own my home, there was no way I’d be investing money I’d never see a return on.

“It’s not hooked up,” I say, walking past the keypad attached to the wall in the foyer, hanging my keys up instead.

“Is there a reason why?” JW sounds similar to my father. He’s said the same thing multiple times, going so far as offering to pay for the system to be set up. I refused, telling him I’m fine, and I’m not here near as much as at Whisked Away, so what’s the point?

“It needs a doohickey and thingamabob, along with several other things which would require more money than it’s worth.” Before everything happened to Whisked Away, I had a plan. One that included buying a place of my own, so I didn’t and still don’t see the point in fixing it. Now my plans might change a bit more. We’ll have to see what happens next. I’ve sat down and written out budget after budget, game plan after game plan, and while it hurts to see what could happen, I know I’ll keep trucking along. There’s no other way. Us Oliver girls don’t give up. Our glasses are always half full; the optimism is contagious. At least that’s how we were raised, and while I have my dramatic moments, with the help of my sisters, they pull me out of the dumps.

“Not liking this, not at all,” JW grunts out his response. He walks in, and I move to shut and lock the door behind him.

“You and my whole family. I also don’t own the place.” I shrug my shoulders, leaving it open to interpretation.

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