brick because he hadn’t charged it before he’d left. Sera was far more responsible, but then she had a lot she was responsible for. “Call. I bet your mom’s awake.”
She took the phone, the blanket falling away and revealing her breast.
He lay back and watched her. She was the single most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, and he was going to have to get a new damn phone because he wanted her to be able to contact him anytime she needed him. If she got a flat, he would be there. If she needed someone to pick up Luc, he wanted to be that person for her. He wanted the responsibility so badly he ached with it.
“Hey, Momma. How is Luc?”
Harry closed his eyes and let a feeling of serenity flow over him. It felt like something had fallen into place the night before, something he’d been missing for a long time.
Purpose.
He’d been floating around, looking for something to ground him, and he thought he’d found it. Her. He’d found her.
“Seriously? That’s so sweet. I’m glad to hear it. I promise we’ll be . . . Really? Well, if you wouldn’t mind. Yeah, I would like to have breakfast before we . . . Yes, I’m still with Harry.”
He opened his eyes and felt a smile cross his face. “Damn straight you are.”
She flushed the prettiest pink and shook her head his way before getting back to talking to her mom. “Yes, that’s what I mean. We’re . . . dating.”
He reached out and put a hand on her leg, loving the fact that he had the right to touch her.
“Okay.” Sera smiled down at him. “Send me that picture. See you soon, Mom. Yes, I’m happy, too. I am really happy, and I’ll talk to you later this afternoon. Thank you for taking care of Luc. Yeah. I love you, too.”
He’d put that smile on her face. That breathy, almost anticipatory sound was because of him, and it made him feel like he was the damn king of the world. She’d seen him in all his missing-limbed glory and she’d still wanted him. She’d still let him press her down into the bed and take her in the sweetest way possible. She’d accepted him.
“What picture?” He needed her to understand that he knew she was a package deal.
He was ready to spend real time with that kid. He was ready to see if they could work as a family. Damn but he was ready for a family.
She stared down at the phone, moving her finger across it and then turning it his way. “Luc got out of bed, but Shep took care of him. Oh, it’s so sweet. Look at them.”
He looked at the phone, and the picture there damn near melted his heart. It was of a little boy curled up on Shep. He’d pulled his blanket with him and had covered himself up. His head was resting on Shep’s chest and the dog was curved around him protectively. The deep affection between the two was unmistakable.
They might be soulmates. Like him and Seraphina.
Should he even be thinking that way? It was far too early but he couldn’t help it. He knew what was in his heart. She was.
He stared up at her and the moment held. She went still for a moment, her eyes on him and a heaviness in her gaze.
“Did you tell your mom you’re with me?” He knew what she’d said, but they needed to acknowledge it. It was important.
“I did.” She put her hand on his chest. “I told you. I’m in. I’m all in. I won’t pretend or hide it. I know that’s what you want.”
“Why do I want it?”
She was quiet for a moment, and he worried he’d pushed her too far. But then her hand moved over his chest, stroking him. “Because you’re serious about me.”
He caught her hand and held it against his heart. “I am very serious about you.”
Her eyes closed. “I’m serious about you, too.”
“Then kiss me, because we can take a little time. Luc is safe. I’ll get ready in a couple of minutes and then I’ll grab some coffee for us before we head back into town. But right now, I want you to kiss me and drop the blanket because you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She loomed over him, her hair creating a waterfall around her and framing that smile that got his heart going. “You’re not so bad yourself, Jefferys.”
She leaned over