“Not if I can help it,” Boone said and nuzzled my throat. “You’ll always be mine.”
“No other man will ever exist for me.”
Ideally, Boone and I could move to my bedroom and take our passion to the next level.
However, I heard Lyric growing agitated and trying to “retire” the dog.
“I’m staying the night,” Boone told me.
I sighed at the thought of sharing a bed with Boone. However, I wasn’t certain the girls wouldn’t end up joining us.
“Mama!” Lyric cried and rushed into the room. “Ramen is bullying me.”
Lyric stopped in her tracks when she found me on Boone’s lap. I slid back to the floor and waved for her to come closer.
“What are you doing?” Lyric asked, wary now.
“I was hugging Boone,” I said as she crawled into my lap. “I was sad, and he wanted me to feel better.”
Lyric eyed Boone in that way she got whenever he was overly affectionate toward me. She very deliberately wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.
“Don’t be sad,” she said as I stroked her back. “I’m hugging you.”
“You’ve got to share,” Boone told her.
“No,” Lyric insisted while sliding between us. “I don’t want to share.”
Boone nudged her and said, “But I love Nova.”
“I love her, too.”
“Skylar loves her, too. That’s three people. Who else loves your mom?”
Lyric considered his question. “Uncle Dan.”
“That’s right. Who else?” Boone asked.
I smiled at how Boone reacted to the girls’ possessive behavior. Lyric stopped worrying about him hugging me once she had a problem to solve.
“I think Aunt Lula loves Mama,” Lyric said. “And Dillon.”
“Oh, yeah. How about Ramen? Does he love your mom?”
“Yes.”
“Even though he’s a bully?”
Lyric frowned. “He needs to retire.”
“What’s retire mean?”
“I don’t know.”
Snickering, I hugged my baby girl. “Who taught you that?”
“Skylar knows big words. She goes to school.”
“Do you miss her?”
