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thoughts of Rocky Road ice cream and HBO drama gone as he stared at the woman before him.
Chapter Eight
“Can I come in?” Diane stared at Matt who looked as though he’d seen a ghost. This all felt a little déjà vu.
“Uh, yeah. Please.” He stepped back.
She entered his place. It was in an older building of Brookfield, but the first thing that caught her eye was the tall ceilings with the exposed wooden beams. It was an interior designer’s dream. As she walked across the rustic wooden floor, she couldn’t believe all the original stuff that was in here. She liked the place—a lot.
“I got your text.” She smiled. “Figured I’d just come by instead of call.”
“I thought you’d be all the way home by now.”
She let her finger dance around the top of her belly. “About that.” Could she do it? She glanced away and walked a little farther in. He had the TV on and a tub of ice cream. His favorite past time. She would even bet it was Rocky Road, knowing him the way she did, she’d also bet there was just enough in it to last the duration of the show he was watching. “I’d like to take you up on that offer.”
She watched the change on his face as it registered. “You’re going to move in?”
“If the offer still stands.” She held her breath as she waited for his answer. God, please don’t turn me down. Though, she deserved for him to. She knew she hadn’t been the nicest person since coming back to town. One moment she was nice to him, the next she treated him like dog shit on the bottom of her shoe.
“But I thought you couldn’t.” He paused and appeared to be in deep thought. “I want you here. Believe me, I do.”
Here came the rejection. She braced herself for it.
“I think this can work. Though I must be honest. I don’t know if I can handle you and Tom…ya know?”
She giggled . At least he’d said yes! “Don’t worry about that right now.”
Matt took a seat on the couch. “I guess we will take this one day at a time.”
Sounded perfect to her. She sat next to him.
“Want me to get you a spoon?”
“No, Alyssa and I just ate.” Her sister . “Crap. She’s downstairs waiting on me.”
“Are you leaving?”
Diane shook her head. “She has my bags. I’m not going anywhere. Don’t worry.”
“I’ll get it.” Matt was up and out the door without a second gla nce.
Diane laid her head back. She’d tried to leave Brookfield. They’d even gotten past the city limit sign. But then she felt it. The baby had a fit—kicked her hard in the side and Diane knew she couldn’t leave. She’d told Alyssa to take her to Matt’s.
She had to give this a chance. But she wanted it to move slow. She’d debated with Alyssa if she could tell Matt the truth about her and Tom. Diane was worried once Matt knew Tom and her were nothing more than friends, he’d swoop in and she’d fall hopelessly in love with him. Not what she wanted—or so, she thought.
The door opened and Matt and Alyssa walked in with her suitcases.
“Where do you want these?” Alyssa asked.
“Guest ro—Diane’s room is the second door on the right down that hallway.” He pointed.
Diane couldn’t wait to see it. She started to get up when Alyssa returned.
“Where is she supposed to sleep? There’s no bed in there.”
Matt raked his hands through his hair. “Uh, I guess we need to go shopping. But until then, I’ll take the couch and she can have the bed.”
“I can have my bed sent from home,” Diane said. “I’ll call Tom and have it arranged. I’d rather spend the money on nursery furniture.”
Alyssa placed an arm around Diane and squeezed. “I’m really glad you’re sticking around.”
“Me too.” I think.
“You’d better take care of her, Jerkface.”
Matt chuckled. “You have nothing to worry about.”
“Well, she’s fed for now. In about an hour , she’ll need to eat again.”
“Hey, I’m not a child.” Diane tugged away from her sister and
Chapter Eight
“Can I come in?” Diane stared at Matt who looked as though he’d seen a ghost. This all felt a little déjà vu.
“Uh, yeah. Please.” He stepped back.
She entered his place. It was in an older building of Brookfield, but the first thing that caught her eye was the tall ceilings with the exposed wooden beams. It was an interior designer’s dream. As she walked across the rustic wooden floor, she couldn’t believe all the original stuff that was in here. She liked the place—a lot.
“I got your text.” She smiled. “Figured I’d just come by instead of call.”
“I thought you’d be all the way home by now.”
She let her finger dance around the top of her belly. “About that.” Could she do it? She glanced away and walked a little farther in. He had the TV on and a tub of ice cream. His favorite past time. She would even bet it was Rocky Road, knowing him the way she did, she’d also bet there was just enough in it to last the duration of the show he was watching. “I’d like to take you up on that offer.”
She watched the change on his face as it registered. “You’re going to move in?”
“If the offer still stands.” She held her breath as she waited for his answer. God, please don’t turn me down. Though, she deserved for him to. She knew she hadn’t been the nicest person since coming back to town. One moment she was nice to him, the next she treated him like dog shit on the bottom of her shoe.
“But I thought you couldn’t.” He paused and appeared to be in deep thought. “I want you here. Believe me, I do.”
Here came the rejection. She braced herself for it.
“I think this can work. Though I must be honest. I don’t know if I can handle you and Tom…ya know?”
She giggled . At least he’d said yes! “Don’t worry about that right now.”
Matt took a seat on the couch. “I guess we will take this one day at a time.”
Sounded perfect to her. She sat next to him.
“Want me to get you a spoon?”
“No, Alyssa and I just ate.” Her sister . “Crap. She’s downstairs waiting on me.”
“Are you leaving?”
Diane shook her head. “She has my bags. I’m not going anywhere. Don’t worry.”
“I’ll get it.” Matt was up and out the door without a second gla nce.
Diane laid her head back. She’d tried to leave Brookfield. They’d even gotten past the city limit sign. But then she felt it. The baby had a fit—kicked her hard in the side and Diane knew she couldn’t leave. She’d told Alyssa to take her to Matt’s.
She had to give this a chance. But she wanted it to move slow. She’d debated with Alyssa if she could tell Matt the truth about her and Tom. Diane was worried once Matt knew Tom and her were nothing more than friends, he’d swoop in and she’d fall hopelessly in love with him. Not what she wanted—or so, she thought.
The door opened and Matt and Alyssa walked in with her suitcases.
“Where do you want these?” Alyssa asked.
“Guest ro—Diane’s room is the second door on the right down that hallway.” He pointed.
Diane couldn’t wait to see it. She started to get up when Alyssa returned.
“Where is she supposed to sleep? There’s no bed in there.”
Matt raked his hands through his hair. “Uh, I guess we need to go shopping. But until then, I’ll take the couch and she can have the bed.”
“I can have my bed sent from home,” Diane said. “I’ll call Tom and have it arranged. I’d rather spend the money on nursery furniture.”
Alyssa placed an arm around Diane and squeezed. “I’m really glad you’re sticking around.”
“Me too.” I think.
“You’d better take care of her, Jerkface.”
Matt chuckled. “You have nothing to worry about.”
“Well, she’s fed for now. In about an hour , she’ll need to eat again.”
“Hey, I’m not a child.” Diane tugged away from her sister and
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