He wrapped his arms around her and tucked her head under his chin. He couldn’t think, couldn’t process any of it then. He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he knew he couldn’t walk away either, not yet.
He kissed the top of her head. “I’m so sorry, Luce, about the baby.”
Her fingers sunk into his bicep. “Thank you.” She turned more into him and he felt her body start to tremble. “You’re the only person that’s said that to me. I couldn’t tell anyone else. I…it was only early days, and it wasn’t something I planned, but I…I loved it. I already loved it.”
Adam held her while she quietly cried in his arms.
~ * ~
Lucy followed Adam to the door. God, she didn’t want him to go. They’d spent most of the previous day in bed. They hadn’t fooled around after she’d told him the truth of her situation. Instead he’d held her, talked with her, even managed to make her laugh a time or two. It felt good to finally tell someone about what happened, about the miscarriage, and how badly it had hurt.
He pulled the door open and took a step backward down the first step. He was still a lot taller than her like this, but close enough he’d only have to dip his head if he wanted to kiss her.
Would he kiss her?
He’d been all ready to move her into his house, claim the baby as his…now what? Was he going to walk away and they’d pretend that none of this happened, like they’d first agreed, or would he act on the way he felt about her? He could try and hide it all he wanted, deny it, but it was becoming clearer every moment they spent together. After the way he’d come to her, the way he’d been with her yesterday…
His hand went to her waist and gently fisted the fabric of her sundress, tugging her forward. Her hands went to his shoulders and her belly quivered, even after her emotional weekend, heating and fluttering with anticipation.
“Will you come to my place tonight, after you’ve finished work?” he murmured.
Relief coursed through her. Thank God. “Sure.”
He stared at her for what felt like forever before he leaned in slow, head tilting to the side as he came in for a sweet, heartbreaking kiss. God, her knees went weak.
“Love these lips,” he muttered against them. “They make me fucking crazy—”
A door banged beside them and Adam muttered a curse before pulling back.
Edna stood just inside her trailer, a wide grin on her face. “Come up for air, have you?”
Lucy felt her cheeks heat. “We weren’t, ah…I’m sorry if we—”
Edna waved a hand in the air. “Save it. There’s no point denying it, not with all the moaning and groaning I heard coming through my trailer wall.”
Edna cackled when Lucy’s mouth dropped open. Adam started laughing under his breath.
“Besides, I’m used to it, what with Shay and that giant husband of hers occupying that bedroom before you.” She pointed toward Harold’s trailer across the park. “Anyway, putting up with the noise was worth it to see that old coot blush like a schoolgirl. Never seen a man go red like that. He shoveled down his supper and ran out of my trailer so fast I’m surprised he didn’t dislocate a hip.” She shook her head. “He knows he has to eat slow. He gets indigestion,” she added. “The idiot will be full of gas now. If he thinks I’m letting him in when he comes to take Rocky out for her walkies, he’s got another think coming. Not having him farting up a storm in my living room.”
Adam didn’t even try and hide his amusement. He tipped his head back and laughed his ass off. It was a sight to see.
Lucy couldn’t take her eyes off him. It’d been a long time since she’d seen him let loose like that. It suited him. Like a lot.
Edna gave her a grin. “I can see now why you let him put his boots under your bed, girl. I’m gonna have to change your name,” she said to Adam.
Adam cocked a brow. “My name?”
“I had you three boys as Happy, Grumpy, and Surly.”
He made a choking sound. “Which one am I?”
“Surly.”
Lucy clapped a hand over her mouth to hide her giggles, but there was no containing them. Not hard to guess which of her brothers was Grumpy.
“I’ll have to have a think on that,” she said and backed up a step. “Maybe Dirty.” She winked. “Catch ya on the flip side.” Then her door slammed shut and she was gone.
“Surly?” Adam said after a few seconds, lips lifted on one side. “Surely not.”
Lucy pressed closer. “I think she had it right the second time. Dirty sounds about right.”