Defying Logic (Valor and Doyle Mysteries, #5)

by Nicky James

Wait. Our baby. He’d called Oscar our new baby. My insides turned to goo. The kitten was a member of our family. It wasn’t a child, but it was something. Our family. Aslan had made us a family. Without warning, my vision

smiled to myself. So that was it. My use of the word family had lit a fire in Quaid’s core. It made sense. He was a man who dreamed about the future. Someday, I wanted to make all his dreams come true. Marriage, kids, the whole shebang. We hadn’t discussed it, but maybe a kitten was a good launch point. Maybe it would set the ball rolling. I hadn’t told Quaid that I dreamed of those things too, and in my dreams, it was him by my side until we were old and gray.

Quaid hugged me tight from behind, his face buried against my back as his laughter shook us both. It warmed me inside and out. There was a time when getting Quaid to laugh was nearly impossible. He did it freely now—with me—and I couldn’t get enough.

“You might be hard to like, Quaid, but you’re easy to love.”