“What is all this shit?” I asked, staring at the mountain of gifts littering every surface of the kitchen, leading into the dining room.
“That would be the first of seven deliveries.”
“Of what?”
“Remember that baby shower the town was planning?” she asked, quirking an eyebrow at me.
“Yeah.”
“Well, since the house burned down and we didn’t have any place to put anything, they decided to wait until we were settled into the new house.”
I started counting the presents, already losing track. “But…this is insane. We have enough for ten kids here, and there are six more deliveries coming?”
“They’re your people,” she grinned.
I ran my hand over my face, determined not to stress about it. We’d find someplace for all of it to go.
“So, how was your day? Make any progress on the case?”
“Not really,” she sighed. “There’s something bothering me…” Her gaze drifted off, but she quickly shook it off, focusing on me.
“What about you? Anything interesting happen in town?”
“Well, I dropped Wes off at the garage and had a little chat with Wyatt.”
She quirked an eyebrow at me. “Isn’t that sort of against the rules of the feud between your families?”
“This was for something specific. A case.”
Her eyes brightened at that. “A case?”
“Can’t tell you,” I grinned. “This isn’t your kind of case.”
“Oh, come on. Every kind of case is my kind!”
“I know, but I was sworn to secrecy.”
“Yes, but there’s a significant other rule that every person knows.”
“What?”
Her jaw dropped open in shock. “You don’t know about the rule?”
“If I did, I wouldn’t be asking what it was,” I said, leaning against the counter across from her, crossing my arms over my chest.
“It’s a given rule that if you’re sworn to secrecy, that obviously excludesyour significant other. There can be no secrets in a relationship. And if you were keeping something from me, it could destroy what’s between us. Therefore, your choice is to risk everything to keep this secret for something else, or trust me enough not to say anything.”
I considered that for a moment. She might have a point, but then again, this was not something she needed to know. And I made a promise. I took that seriously.
“Yeah, I’m still not telling you.”
“But…seriously?”
“Seriously. This is not something that you need to know or should know. Therefore, I call bullshit on the rule.”
“I can’t believe you?—”
She was about to jump down, so I moved into her space, blocking her exit. “You sure you want to do that?” I murmured, sliding my hand up her thigh, inching toward her center.
