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just finished the house and hadn’t gotten settled yet. That was two years ago, and these kitchen cabinets are still a freaking organizational disaster! An egg beater in the cabinet with the plates. Why?”
    Evan laughed as she squatted down, delving into a cabinet to see what else she might find.
    Wes replied, “I can’t honestly say, honey. I’m a guy?”
    From the interior of the cabinet, her voice sounded muffled as she spoke. “Smarty-pants. Well, now I know what my first priority is.
    Look at all these nice organizers you installed. This kitchen is going to be awesome after I get done with it!”
    Patting her rear, Wes said, “Let’s find what we need for now and sit down and eat.”
    Rosemary brought three plates to the table then filled glasses with ice for tea. “What you’ve done around here is really something—it’s beautiful but…”
    “What, Rosemary?” Evan asked, casting his gaze away from her.
    Tension returned to his body language. She’d known him long enough to know he was bracing himself.
    Wes looked at him and turned to Rosemary. “What is it, baby?”
    “I’m not going to be your live-in girlfriend. Best you know that up front. I can hear my dad over the phone right now.” His unreasoning 40

    opinion didn’t mean shit to her, but she was determined to have her dream, which didn’t include a live-in arrangement. She could just imagine how he’d gloat. Then, of course, there was her mom. A totally different type of trouble, that woman would bend over backward to further piss her dad off. Vengeful harpy.
    Wes and Evan both relaxed and chuckled a little. Wes spoke first,
    “We didn’t expect you to move in with us, Rosemary. But if I’m investing in a house, it should be the way that we would eventually want it, right? I thought it was a good idea for you to know who the extra spaces were for but not because we want you to move in tomorrow. Shoot, crazy as things are right now, we wouldn’t have time to move you in, even if you were willing.”
    “Whew! That’s a relief,” Rosemary said, feeling even more relieved as the guarded look left Evan’s face and his dimples returned.
    She wasn’t the only one who needed time to trust again.
    “Besides, we haven’t even proposed yet,” Evan bravely added.
    Rosemary stopped chewing her steak and went quiet and still.
    Wes rolled his eyes and looked like he wanted to plant his booted foot in Evan’s ass.
    “Smooth, Evan.”
    Rosemary quietly returned to chewing, her eyes bobbing back and forth between Wes and Evan, waiting to see what more would be said.
    She took it as a good sign when Evan grinned and his eyes twinkled. “That wasn’t exactly how that was supposed to come out.
    What I meant, Rosemary, is that you need time and we need time, to sort of…court, I guess.” Color swept over Evan’s cheeks as he continued. “We need to give this a chance to feel normal, being together again. What’s the matter? Were you waiting for us to start fighting?” Evan slid a heated palm over her forearm, raising chills that ran up her arm and down her back.
    Rosemary swallowed finally and grinned. “I was waiting for the smackdown.”

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    Wes laughed and replied, “Really? We haven’t had a fist fight in years, have we, Evan?”
    Appreciating the levity, Rosemary looked from one to the other and said, “Look at it from my perspective. We’re going to have issues that need to be worked out. We were inseparable for years. We know each other better than some couples do before getting married, but in some ways, we’re strangers. Evan, you and I especially have a lot of time to make up for.”
    Wes rubbed her shoulder. “And that’s where we are right now.
    There’s no rush to make drastic changes in anyone’s status. We can move forward together, now. But we want you to know, with all that said, that pretty bedroom in there is already yours. You’re welcome to stay here with us anytime you want to. Bring a toothbrush and a