It was a huge admission from someone who found it hard to talk about her feelings. To admit to caring about someone.
Angie knew it was her upbringing. She found it difficult to attach herself to people in case they let her down or hurt her.
But Miles had never done that. All he’d ever been was sweet and nice.
Should she hug him?
She wasn’t a hugger. Physical touch was difficult for her. However, this was Miles.
“I feel like we should hug. Should we?” she asked awkwardly.
He gave her a sweet smile and pushed his glasses up on his nose. “I think we can just say we did and that’s good. I’m not always good at physical touch either.”
“Why not?” she asked fiercely. “Did someone hurt you?”
Who was she going to kill? Because she might be hopeless at defending herself, but she would go into battle for anyone she cared about.
And despite her best efforts to keep a distance from these guys, she did care about him. About all of them, she guessed.
Keira had found herself quite the family and Angie was almost . . . jealous.
She was included, of course. They all made certain of that. But it had never truly felt like her home. In fact, sometimes it had felt like another sort of cage.
Well, she should be used to those by now. Seems she was always in a cage of one sort of another.
At least no one hurt her in this one.
She just had a hard time letting anyone care for her.
“I don’t like this,” Zander said loudly as he stepped out of the house and glanced around. It was at the edge of a residential area. He’d chosen a house with high fences. One that could be easily secured, and they could visit without too much notice. She couldn’t even see her neighbors when she was on her property.
Which also felt a bit cage-like. But she hadn’t wanted to protest too much.
There was even an electric gate. She didn’t see how she could be any more secure.
She and Miles shared a look at Zander’s words.
This was something that had taken him months to come to terms with. And then once he’d agreed, he’d spent a long time finding the perfect house for her.
Honestly, she hadn’t thought it would ever come about. But, finally, six months after the wedding, here she was.
As long as he didn’t change his mind.
With Zander, you never knew. He was so paranoid that he saw issues everywhere, he trusted no one except the people in his team and Keira.
But Angie knew that he also had a big heart.
“I love it,” Keira said as she walked onto the small porch.
She had a porch! She could almost jump in glee. Too bad no one would see it if she wanted to decorate for Halloween and Christmas.
“Don’t get any ideas,” Zander told her. “You’re not moving.”
“Of course not.” Keira walked up and wrapped her arm around his, leaning into him.
Her slightly rounded belly pressed against his side and Angie felt another stab of something.
Jealousy?
