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carry the stuff inside for you while you go pack.”
    “I’m sorry, what?” She zeroed a glance in his direction. “What do you mean pack?”
    “I mean you’re moving in with me, sweetheart. We’re going to play engaged, make my mother happy, fix the pack’s disdain, and get your parents off your back.” Exiting the jeep, he went to the rear and gathered the bags. Though she’d gone rigid in the passenger seat, he counted it off…he hit five, and she was out of the vehicle.
    “What?”
    “Inside.”
    Despite her tight frown and the disapproval rolling off her in waves, she didn’t argue. Making a scene—at least a negative one—wouldn’t help their cause. Nudging her along, he followed her to the porch and waited for her to unlock the door. Short, harsh action accompanied by several questioning looks in his direction.
    The interior of the Sullivan’s was exactly as he remembered. From the white sofa and chairs to the perfectly polished wood floors featuring their well-appointed handmade rugs, everything was in its place. A family portrait hung over the stone fireplace, and the air smelled of vanilla, cookies and, if he wasn’t mistaken, a pot roast slow cooking somewhere.
    Managing all the bags, he went straight for the kitchen. Shi shut the door, then followed him. “Why am I packing?”
    “Does your mom still want the meat portioned and distributed to freezer bags?” He knew where most of the groceries went, so he put them away, aligning the spices exactly and making sure the already open containers were in front of the newly arrived.
    “Of course she does. She hasn’t changed how she did anything in the twenty five years I’ve been alive, why would she start now?” Shi thumped him between the shoulder blades. “Why am I packing?”
    Spinning, he caught her fist before she could thump him again. She loved to beat on him and most days he didn’t mind. “I told you my plan last night. Let me guess, hangover ate your brain and you don’t remember?”
    Her slow blink made him smile. Pressing a kiss to her fist, he set her hands against her chest before circling around her to finish emptying the bags.
    “You were serious ?”
    “Not going to take the doubt in your tone as personally as some might.” Though damn, did she have to sound like he had the plague? “It’s a great plan. My mother is grieving. She misses Margo. Misses the opportunities with her. Hates having her seven-thousand miles away. So, I bring you home, move you in with me, and voila ! She has a potential daughter-in-law…” He paused to study the pantry. Where the hell did they keep cereal? He didn’t even know the Sullivans ate cereal.
    Shiloh plucked the box from his hand. “Those are for me.”
    Oh. Right . “Cool. So, Mom gets to enjoy having you around, and she’ll go crazy over the idea. We humor her for a few months while we live together and she has something else to focus on.”
    “And when we’re clearly not fucking like bunnies, dog breath? What then?”
    The mental image that conjured sent his blood drifting south. Coughing, he got his mind back on business. “Pickles? And why would they know we’re not having sex? Did you forget I live over the garage?”
    “Second cupboard to the right of the fridge. Of course they’ll know. You wolves know everything your nose tells you. Why am I explaining this to you? You knew the day I lost my virginity.” Her voice climbed a note. “And to whom. Not like it wasn’t embarrassing enough, but you knew the guy and then you picked a fight with him.”
    “Cause he was an asshole who didn’t wear a condom with a human.” With the pickles put away, he grabbed the bags of meat and put them on the island. In short order, he searched the drawers for the gloves and the Ziploc bags. “And you’re not packing.” Fucking asshole put her in so much danger.
    “I didn’t tell him he had to wear one. I’m on birth control.”
    Slamming the meat down, he spun and pinned her