Shopping for a Billionaire Boxed Set (Parts 1-5) by Julia Kent

Author:Julia Kent [Kent, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, BBW Romance, Humorous, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Women's Fiction, General, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2015-01-09T05:00:00+00:00

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“You need to pee,” Tyler says as Declan walks in the front door of my parents’ house on Easter afternoon. It’s two o’clock and my boyfriend (that still gives me shivers to say it) is punctual. And, as promised, he drove his SUV, is wearing a long-sleeved, blue button-down with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and jeans that fit him achingly well, and holds a lovely bottle of wine.

Declan bends down to be at eye level with my four-year-old nephew, who has his standard, serious look on his face. Tyler has little bow-tie lips, short brown hair, and brown eyes fringed by eyelashes so long they reach the ceiling.

“Thanks, buddy, but I don’t need to pee.”

“You need to pee!” Tyler insists as Carol comes running from the kitchen and whisks him away to the bathroom.

I get a questioning look from Declan and try to explain. “Potty training. And Tyler has a language disorder, so right now he confuses ‘you’ and ‘I.’”

The lights go on for Declan. “I see. So he was saying ‘I need to pee.’” He laughs. “I hope he made it.”

Carol starts clapping and cheering from afar.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Declan’s kiss is polite and brief, so routine it warms my heart. That is the kind of kiss you give someone you’re becoming very comfortable with, and I love it.

Love him.

“Declan! You’re here!” Mom comes barreling out of the kitchen wearing a red apron that says “Will Cook for Sex.” She gives him a warm, motherly hug. He’s a head taller than her and yet she’s the one enveloping him. He closes his eyes and surrenders to the embrace. A tiny corner of my heart grows a little more.

“Wine, as promised,” he tells her, handing off a bottle of something white. Looking artfully around the empty front room, he says with some care in a whisper, “And I have a bunch of plastic eggs stuffed with candy and toys out in my car. Where should I put them?”

Mom’s grin splits her happy face and she gives him a big kiss on the cheek. “You sweetie! When we’re ready for the egg hunt we’ll just grab them and hide them.” She holds the bottle away from her, squinting to read the label. “Jason! Come see Declan and take this chilled bottle out of here!”

Dad walks down the hall and joins us. He’s wearing a matching apron, khakis, and no shoes or socks. I think Dad is allergic to socks and shoes.

“Declan!” They shake hands enthusiastically. “Good to see you.” Mom hands Dad the bottle.

“White!” she chirps.

“Thank you,” Dad says to Declan. “Want a beer?”

“What about the wine, Jason?” Mom screeches, scandalized.

Declan and Dad ignore her, like they planned it in advance. Dad shoots me a wink.

“Sure. Whatcha got?”

“You like stouts? I’ve got some microbrew from this little place in Framingham...” Declan walks away, following Dad, and just like that, he’s integrated into the household.

I stand in my own childhood home and look around the living room.

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