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She’d been sad but focused on her new life with Tony, and she’d supposed Rocky was forging a new life of his own. She had figured they’d all reconnect eventually, but it hadn’t happened. Until now.
“I hope this room is okay. I know it doesn’t have a window, but that’s actually for the best. It’s more secure , and since the boys will probably have you up during the night, the sun won’t wake you in the morning and you can sleep in.” He looked over at the sleeping children. “If the cubs will let you.”
She nodded in agreement, smiling at the babies now fast asleep in their crib.
“It’s perfect.” And it was. Close to the bathroom and centrally located in the house, she could see how it would be the safest place for the boys.
Rocky’s massive desk, a state -of-the-art computer setup and several filing cabinets had been taken out to make room for the bed. Rows of built-in bookcases held everything from adventure novels to stock market analysis. The crib, a changing table and the rocking chair had been arranged on the far side of the room from the door. All in all, it was very homey for something so makeshift.
Rocky and his friends had moved out all the furniture, but hadn’t been able to do much about the books. She didn’t mind. She liked books and would probably spend some time browsing the titles if she couldn’t sleep.
“We’re going to do some more rearranging tomorrow. The Pack will be out early to help, so don’t worry if you hear a bunch of trucks pull up in the drive just after dawn.”
“I’m sorry to have brought such upheaval to your home.” She was amazed at the way he’d taken all of this in stride.
He turned and caught her in a quick hug. “I’d do anything for you, Maggie. Moving a little furniture around is the least of it,” he whispered near her ear and kissed her hair before releasing her.
He’d been treating her with kid gloves since that first night. He’d backed off, which both confused her and brought comfort. Her emotions were all over the place , and she wasn’t sure she could have handled full on seduction mode from him on top of everything else. Knowing Rocky, he was sensitive enough to realize it and was cutting her a break.
“If you need anything, just call. I’ll be in the living room tonight. Right next door. If nothing else, I can help you juggle the twins if and when the boys wake in the middle of the night. Mom and Dad are flying in tomorrow and the wolves will bring them from the airport about mid-morning. After that, you’ll have all the help you need with the boys. We should also have a bit of the new construction done soon, so we’ll have room for everybody and everything.”
She knew his computer had been set up on the coffee table in the living room. His desk and the other furniture from the den had gone into the construction zone and sat under a tarp.
Things were up in the air in many ways, but in the way that mattered most—the security of the babies—she felt more confident than she had in a long, long time. They were safer here with Rocky and his friends than they would be anywhere else. In the back of her mind, she knew the bad guy on her trail would have to be dealt with, but she was letting things ride for now. Trouble would come for her sooner or later, but this time she had powerful allies. This time she wouldn’t run. She would make her stand here, with Rocky.
The next morning, Rocky made pancakes for breakfast. It had been a long time since anyone had made breakfast for her and she appreciated the gesture.
“My parents should be here in about an hour,” Rocky said conversationally as they ate together. The boys were asleep in a playpen they’d set up in the living room, with a baby monitor on so Maggie could hear if the y stirred.
Maggie felt conflicted by the idea of Rocky’s parents coming to help. On the one hand, she wanted to see them and bask in the warmth the older couple had always generated. On the
“I hope this room is okay. I know it doesn’t have a window, but that’s actually for the best. It’s more secure , and since the boys will probably have you up during the night, the sun won’t wake you in the morning and you can sleep in.” He looked over at the sleeping children. “If the cubs will let you.”
She nodded in agreement, smiling at the babies now fast asleep in their crib.
“It’s perfect.” And it was. Close to the bathroom and centrally located in the house, she could see how it would be the safest place for the boys.
Rocky’s massive desk, a state -of-the-art computer setup and several filing cabinets had been taken out to make room for the bed. Rows of built-in bookcases held everything from adventure novels to stock market analysis. The crib, a changing table and the rocking chair had been arranged on the far side of the room from the door. All in all, it was very homey for something so makeshift.
Rocky and his friends had moved out all the furniture, but hadn’t been able to do much about the books. She didn’t mind. She liked books and would probably spend some time browsing the titles if she couldn’t sleep.
“We’re going to do some more rearranging tomorrow. The Pack will be out early to help, so don’t worry if you hear a bunch of trucks pull up in the drive just after dawn.”
“I’m sorry to have brought such upheaval to your home.” She was amazed at the way he’d taken all of this in stride.
He turned and caught her in a quick hug. “I’d do anything for you, Maggie. Moving a little furniture around is the least of it,” he whispered near her ear and kissed her hair before releasing her.
He’d been treating her with kid gloves since that first night. He’d backed off, which both confused her and brought comfort. Her emotions were all over the place , and she wasn’t sure she could have handled full on seduction mode from him on top of everything else. Knowing Rocky, he was sensitive enough to realize it and was cutting her a break.
“If you need anything, just call. I’ll be in the living room tonight. Right next door. If nothing else, I can help you juggle the twins if and when the boys wake in the middle of the night. Mom and Dad are flying in tomorrow and the wolves will bring them from the airport about mid-morning. After that, you’ll have all the help you need with the boys. We should also have a bit of the new construction done soon, so we’ll have room for everybody and everything.”
She knew his computer had been set up on the coffee table in the living room. His desk and the other furniture from the den had gone into the construction zone and sat under a tarp.
Things were up in the air in many ways, but in the way that mattered most—the security of the babies—she felt more confident than she had in a long, long time. They were safer here with Rocky and his friends than they would be anywhere else. In the back of her mind, she knew the bad guy on her trail would have to be dealt with, but she was letting things ride for now. Trouble would come for her sooner or later, but this time she had powerful allies. This time she wouldn’t run. She would make her stand here, with Rocky.
The next morning, Rocky made pancakes for breakfast. It had been a long time since anyone had made breakfast for her and she appreciated the gesture.
“My parents should be here in about an hour,” Rocky said conversationally as they ate together. The boys were asleep in a playpen they’d set up in the living room, with a baby monitor on so Maggie could hear if the y stirred.
Maggie felt conflicted by the idea of Rocky’s parents coming to help. On the one hand, she wanted to see them and bask in the warmth the older couple had always generated. On the
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