“Nashville housing is insane,” I continued. “No way we can buy in this market. Murfreesboro hasn’t quite lost its head yet, and it’s only thirty minutes away, so we’re buying there.”
Sam’s eyebrows rose sharply. “You’re buying a house and moving in together? Who moved faster, you or Donovan?”
“He did,” I said promptly.
Donovan clearly heard me even in the kitchen as he called back, “DID NOT!”
“Did too!” I yelled. “You bonded with Jon in three weeks!”
“Oh and you waited a whole three months to move in together,” he snarked back.
Yeah, I kept getting flack about that. I looked at the man in my arms, this sweet, loveable man with his curly hair and light freckles kissing his nose, and saw all of the love and adoration I felt for him reflecting back at me. There was not a speck of doubt in my mind I’d chosen the right man to be with. “What can I say? When it’s right, it’s right.”
“True, ma moitié.” Mack leaned in and kissed me softly, lips lingering. “Very, very true.”
The phone of course chose that moment to ring. Mack leant sideways into me to give him the necessary leverage to pull it out of his pocket. His eyebrows arched a little as he saw who was calling and he swiped accept and put it on speaker before holding it between us.
Oh. Eli was calling. Well, this was going to be good.
“Hey, Mack!” Eli greeted cheerfully.
“Hey, Eli,” Mack returned in kind. “What trouble have you found now?”
“Oh, I’ve got a doozy. Thing is, I’m pretty sure that if I were to bite, I would not be able to chew, much less swallow. I could really use some backup on this one, and since you and Brandon are my favorite people….” She trailed off suggestively.
I shared a glance with Mack. If Eli was calling us, it would definitely not be an easy case. But those three were friends, and I didn’t want to leave them in the lurch. I gave Mack a nod, showing that I was game to go.
Mack nodded back at me. “Where are we going, Eli?”
“Scotland,” she purred.