That has to be a good compromise. Except Fletcher doesn’t say anything. I glance up, and he cringes.
“You already started a savings account for her, didn’t you?”
“Maybe. But there’s only five thousand in it.”
“Only five thousand.” I scoff. “I should have known better when I started dating a millionaire.”
“You really should have.” Fletcher laughs. “I can’t be held accountable for this. I’m doing what I do best, taking care of my girls.”
“Thank you,” I say again. “I really don’t know what to say. You do more than take care of me financially, though. I’m not with you because of your money. You’re here for me all the time. I don’t trust anyone the way I trust you.”
He kisses my nose. “I know. I never thought you were only with me for the money. I trust you, Lydi. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone.”
“So, you won’t be my sugar daddy then?”
“Baby, I’ll be whatever you want me to be,” Fletcher says, dropping his voice an octave and tickling my side.
We both burst into hearty laughter, and I sink into his embrace, trying to get as close as possible.
“Can I bring up one more thing?” he asks.
“Depends.”
“What do you think about turning your room into a nursery?” He pushes some of my hair from my face, tilting my chin to catch my reaction.
“Where would I sleep?” I ask, then stupidly realize. “Oh.”
Fletcher narrows his eyes. “I want you with me always. When I’m away, I want to know you’re in my bed waiting for me.”
I suppose we have been sharing a bed ever since that night a few weeks ago, and sometimes I’ve been sneaking into his room when he’s gone. It smells like him, and if I hold his pillow, I can pretend I’m in his arms.
“Yes. Okay. I want that, too.”
“Thank god,” he breathes. “I can’t bear the thought of another night without you in my arms.”
Fletcher places a kiss on the top of my head. “I’m glad you’re not mad at me.”
“Why would I be mad at you?”
“I lied to you for six years about rent.”
“I think I can forgive you. Just don’t do it again.”
43
ZAMBRONIES
Fletcher
Trigg, does Feb. 19th work for you to do that private lesson at the arena?
Trigg
Of course. I will be there.
Calvin
Can I please come?