Never Enough (40 page)

Read Never Enough Online

Authors: Lauren DANE

Tags: #Romance, #Erotica, #Adult, #Fiction

BOOK: Never Enough
10.29Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub
It would only be half an hour from her friends. Not the same quick ride over to Mary’s or down to Tart, but it was doable. She could still go to dinner and hang out and they could come to her as well.
She didn’t like parts of his life. The constant exposure troubled her. Quite frequently, people camped out at the base of his drive. Just outside his gate on any given day there’d be fans. Most were very respectful, though she had her doubts about the level of obsession of people who came to find his house and then camped as if they were in the forest instead of a neighborhood.
Instead of going to get coffee nearby his home, he headed to the café Erin owned. He didn’t do anything in his own neighborhood as a matter of fact. And it was a nice neighborhood!
But his face was too well known there, and while the people he lived around seemed just fine with his celebrity, that didn’t stop the camping out and the occasional paparazzi.
Twice since Miami, photographs of Gillian and Miles had ended up on gossip websites. That was a whole new level of exposure and it pushed those buttons she’d had for a very long time. She had enough of that when she was young and everyone knew her mum was the town bike and her dad was a drug dealer who liked young girls.
This country had brought her relief from that. She’d reinvented herself away from that, and the idea of people looking at her and judging her for what others did or didn’t do made her sick.
Was it all about her? Was she so self-centered that she’d make it all about how she felt when clearly Miles and his dad deserved to be together?
“Get it together, Gillian,” she muttered, going back to scrubbing the floor. Dithering never got anyone anywhere. Period. She needed to make her mind up and go forward from there.
So she refilled the bucket with clean soapy water and got back to work.
 
“Lookie here, Miles.”
She glanced up from where she’d just finished cleaning the baseboards to find Adrian and Miles standing there, grinning.
“I thought you two were off for the day with mischief in mind.” She got to her feet, peeling off the rubber gloves after pouring out the dirty water.
“We missed you.” Miles tromped over her freshly scrubbed floors, but it was to hug her and so it didn’t matter.
“Hey, love. I missed you too.”
Oh, beautiful love. Love flooded through her, that warm, bonedeep mother-love. Filled her up to bursting.
And when he stepped away there was Adrian, also tromping across her freshly scrubbed floor.
She knew she wore a fool’s smile but it didn’t matter.
“Mister Brown. I trust you have not broken our son?”
“I do my best, English.” He leaned in to kiss her, a sweet sort of smooch that made the backs of her knees tingle.
“Miles and I were hanging out and all after we woke up and we both decided we needed to see you.” He leaned past her to put a bag on the counter. “You have no idea how hot it makes me to see you this way,” he murmured softly.
Oh, he thrilled her right to her toes.
“We brought shrimp, corn on the cob and potatoes. I think we can work with this combo.”
“I think we can, yes. I’ll make a pasta salad to go with. We’ll do a boil, don’t you think?” Gillian shooed them both from the room while she re-mopped and dried up quickly.
“And we can eat out back with a fire.” Miles stooped to pick up Jones to give him a snuggle. Fat Lucy had been annoyed he’d been away so much, so she coolly ignored him.
“Call Isabel.” She indicated a note on the counter. “She called for you. As did Jason. Feed the turtle.”
“Jeez.”
“Guess you don’t miss me as much now.”
He grinned. “Nah, I still missed you.” He put the cat down and headed out to feed the turtle.
She turned to dig out the pot to boil the shrimp, corn and potatoes in, and another for the pasta as Adrian slid into motion around her, moving to the sink to clean everything up.
“Just so you know, I’m going to be all up in you ten minutes after he goes to bed.”
“Just so you know, I’m on board with that.” She pressed a kiss on his shoulder as she filled the pots with water.
When she’d turned the heat on beneath the pots, he spun her, backing her against the door to the pantry. “I’d planned to apologize and ask if you were all right with us coming back early. And then I saw your face when you caught sight of Miles when he told you we missed you. The look on your face . . . beautiful. I love you.”
“Oh, you say the dearest things. It’s impossible not to love you right back. I want to be honest with you—it scares me to need you so much. I haven’t stopped thinking on how to make the moving-in thing work.” She needed to say it fast so she wouldn’t chicken out and not say it at all.
He nodded. “You’re not alone. I wake up when you’re not with me. I can’t sleep as well alone now. There’s a Gillian-shaped spot in my bed. And in my life. I want you in it. I want you with me. I want our family. I’m also thinking on the moving-in-together issue. I want it, but I want to do it right.”
Miles let the back door slam and they moved apart, back to making dinner.
“Mum, can Jason come to dinner? His parents are away and his older sister is being mean to him.”
Gillian restrained her need to roll her eyes. Mean to Jason was probably that she ordered pizza instead of making him burgers or something. The boy was prone to exaggeration, though Gillian often considered him one of the family.
“Of course. The boy knows he’s welcome. Tell him he can sleep over too.”
Miles’s quick grin told her that was the next question anyway and he tore off to make that call.
Adrian hummed and sang as he worked. A few minutes later, Miles and Jason spilled into the kitchen, chattering and laughing, talking over one another. Jason already got over his starstruck phase with Adrian, so he was just another parent.
Something she knew Adrian enjoyed and was proud of.
Gillian paused to simply let it wash through her. It was beautiful, this thing they’d built together.
20
 
Brody looked up as his brother entered the front door. Rennie tore toward Adrian and he caught her up into a big hug. His brother was a damned good uncle. Without Adrian, Brody was totally sure the transition with Martine would have been a great deal harder.
He’d changed since Miles had come into his life. Since Gillian. That sort of restlessness that even the time off hadn’t cured had actually calmed. He lived in that moment, appreciated it.
Adrian was in love in the best kind of ways. With his child and with the woman who was his other half. Brody knew full well what that meant because he’d had it himself.
He’d never expected Elise. Not to fall in love with her the way he had. And he’d most assuredly never expected Rennie. He’d fallen for her too. Fallen for being a father, and though she wasn’t his biologically, he was her father in every way that counted. And that was enough.
“Yo, Ms. Irene, what’s shakin’?” Adrian put her down and followed her into the living room and through to the kitchen where Brody and Martine were.
Rennie took a deep breath and Brody caught sight of his brother bracing himself for the torrent of words he’d be swimming through in less than a second.
“I got a part in the play. It’s not a big one, they chose
Jamie
for that.” It was clear what Rennie thought of that particular idea. “But I get to sing and dance. Momma’s gonna make me a costume. She has a lot of pretty costumes still in the back of the closet. They let her keep them, you know? When she stopped dancing? And then we can use them for templates for when the school does a performance.
Oh!
Did Aunt Gillian tell you that she’s going to play piano in
Carmina Burana
? Momma is going to dance in it. She doesn’t usually but her students talked her into it and I’m super excited because she’s such a great dancer and all. Where’s Miles? Will you be there at the play and also at
Carmina Burana
?”
“Yes, I wouldn’t miss your play. Yes, I will be at
Carmina Burana
. I’m also excited to see your mother dance and to hear Gillian play piano. She’s actually practicing with the other piano player right now so no we won’t be seeing her and Miles tonight. What play is it?”
“
Peter Pan
. I’m a Lost Girl. They said I was a Lost Boy but hello! I am not a boy. I do not have a penis.”
Brody coughed and Adrian made a heroic effort not to laugh.
“Absolutely correct, my dear Irene. You do not. Lost Girls are just as good. I’m sure Miles and Gillian will come too.”
Marti, who’d been happily sitting in her high chair eating cereal until she was not paid attention to by her uncle, issued a loud screech to get Adrian’s attention.
Adrian kissed Rennie’s head and moved toward Marti, kissing the top of her head too.
“I see you, ma’am. Do you think I’d ignore you?”
She calmed right away, placated for the time being.
“Doesn’t matter their age, if it’s a woman, you’ll charm her.” Brody shook his head. “Just made a fresh pot of coffee, if you’d like. You staying for dinner, since your woman and your boy aren’t around tonight?”
“He’s got a test tomorrow and she’s practicing with her partner for the show. I’ll stop by after school to see how it went.”
“All right then. How was your day?”
“Managed to meet with Erin to work on some songs, so my day was productive too. Yes to dinner, thanks.”
Elise wandered in with an armful of clean laundry. “Hey, it’s my brother-in-law.” She paused to turn her cheek up to receive a kiss.
“Pizza for dinner, I think.”
Rennie jumped for joy at that one, and seeing it, Martine squealed and clapped her hands.
“There’s your answer to that question, eh?” Adrian grinned. “I’ll do it. The usual?”
“Yeah, and then you can tell me what’s up.” Brody looked back to Marti. “You have more food on your face than in your stomach, baby girl.”
She grinned. “No, no, no!”
“You’re growing up, all right.” He wiped her face and she laughed.
“Out.” She pointed to the ground.
“All right. You can free range awhile in the living room.”
They’d gated the entire living room, putting most of what they didn’t want her to touch outside it. She crawled like a flash to keep up with Rennie, so he and Elise knew it would only be a matter of time before she figured out a way to get over, under or through the gates.
But parenting was a day-by-day venture anyway.
He cleaned up her messy face until she started to get grumpy. She was off like a shot once he put her down and she caught sight of her big sister, who was busily pulling open the box of Marti’s toys.
Rennie played with Martine, both girls laughing as they made a great big farm with chunky horses and cows.
Elise came out and took a look toward Adrian and then back to Brody. “I’ll hang with the girls until dinner arrives. Go see what he needs.”
He reached out to slide a fingertip over her lips. “You’re one of a kind, you know that? I love you.”
She smiled and he grinned down at her. His woman. In their house with his children. Life didn’t get any better than that.
“I love you too.”
He kissed her and turned to head back into the kitchen where Adrian was.
“Half an hour. I’m passing on the coffee. I need to sleep well tonight. Topped you up, though.”
“Thanks.” He sat and pushed a chair out with his foot. “Sit and tell me.”
“Am I so predictable?”
“I know you, Adrian. Like I know Erin. Like I know the people I love. You’re happy. Happier than I’ve seen you . . . well, ever, I suppose. But there’s something else. Something’s bugging you.”
“I asked Gillian to move in with me. To bring Miles and make my house theirs. I want this, Brody. I want feeding babies in high chairs. I want to wake up with her every day. I want to be with my son the night before a test and to eat breakfast with him while I quiz him.”

Other books

Slammed by Hoover, Colleen
Endless Night by Maureen A. Miller
Meet the Austins by Madeleine L'engle
The Catcher's Mask by Matt Christopher, Bert Dodson
Wildfire by Roxanne Rustand