He knew that people had made love with kids in the room for centuries.Privacy was a modern concept that mostly applied in first-world countries.
And he couldn’t resist the love in her eyes.“I’ll go get a condom.”
Her smile widened.“There are some in the nightstand drawer.They appeared there sometime today.”
Nash grinned.“We have very good friends.”Unless it was his son.No way.No way would Charlie be able to get condoms to put in the drawers.No.It was one of his friends.And he refused to think of other options.
Instead, he focused on the woman smiling at him with the whole future in her eyes.He kissed her, determined to drive her wild even while they tried to be quiet.
In the end, he was glad Ella had slept soundly.
Falling asleep with a soft and sated Olivia in his arms was one of the best feelings of his life.
He would protect her.Protect them all.Nothing else was an option.
Nash woke from the deepest sleep he’d had in a while.The winter sun hadn’t risen yet, but he didn’t want to be found in Olivia’s bed if Charlie knocked.Not that there was anything wrong with it, but there was nothing wrong with discretion either.
Olivia stirred in his arms, and he kissed her.“I’m going to grab a shower.See you soon.”
She mumbled something unintelligible, making him grin.His Olivia hadn’t been trained to wake instantly.Nash slipped on his clothes and headed to his own room, checking the security app for the farm on the way.No alerts.Nothing unusual.
Once he’d dressed for the day, he found Charlie’s door open, and the bed made.
Even knowing the house was secure, he hurried down the stairs to find Charlie at the kitchen table, book in front of him and Oggie at his feet.Amber sat with her own book, Boomer at her side.Gray worked some magic at the stove.
His buddy sent him a smile.“Seemed like a good morning for frittata and biscuits.”
On cue, Nash’s stomach rumbled.“I think any morning is a good one for your cooking.”
Amber and Charlie both laughed, and he moved to the sink to help.
Nash was cleaning dishes as Gray worked his magic when Olivia walked in with Ella snuggled in her arms.
Ella smiled at the group.“Lee.Na.Lee.”
Charlie pointed at the beagle.“Don’t forget Oggie.Good morning, Ella.”
“Lee.Oggie.”
Charlie grinned and helped Olivia settle Ella into her seat.“Can we work on the rink today?I’m hoping Santa brings me some skates, and I want the rink to be ready.”
Nash laughed as his son waggled his eyebrows at him.Even though Ella wasn’t speaking much yet, Charlie wasn’t taking chances on ruining the Christmas magic for her.
Nash ruffled his hair.“Only a couple of days before you’ll find out.Sure, we can work on the rink.”
Amber smiled.“Gray and I found a little sleigh with runners when we explored the attic with Ella.We brought it down and cleaned it up.She might like being pulled around outside.”
Olivia’s face lit up.“That would be amazing.She loves being in the snow but gets frustrated that she can’t keep up with us.Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome.It should be fun.We’ll help, too.”
Gray nodded as he pulled the frittata and biscuits from the oven.“Winter is the slow season on the farm.We’ll have the Inn up and running next winter, but it’s nice to have some slower seasons to enjoy the place and the people.”
Nash’s heart warmed and he could tell by Olivia’s smile that hers did the same.They were building a fabulous place for themselves here.
Olivia tucked Ella Mae’s scarf into the little girl’s jacket.She didn’t want it to snag on anything and hurt Ella.Or slow down her fun.She loved the snow and toddling after Charlie, trying to do everything he did.“Want to play in the snow, Ella?Amber and Gray have a surprise for you.”
“No.”
