“Then we’ll give her someone. Multiple someones.” His thumb moves in soothing circles along the bare skin of my shoulder, and he plants a kiss into my hair. “But you two will need to move in first, of course.” “What?” I gasp, lifting onto my elbow to look at him. “Move in with me, Wildflower.” He flashes me his wicked grin. “You keep talking about how you need to find a place, and I’ve got one. She’ll have her own room, a backyard to play in.” His eyes are pleading and hopeful, and he lifts his chin to brush his mouth along my jaw. “We know we’re end game. We know we’re a family. Don’t make me
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