Page 334 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

Only, Julian was feeling pretty damn happy.

Why?

Well, Lianna being boy crazy was the most normal thing in their lives.

That he could work around.

The bottom line was that the Littlemoons were going to keep on littlemooning.

One case at a time.

Until the end.

* * * L I T T L E M O O N * * *

Four Months Later

Much Therapy Later

They had a birds-eye view.

From the patio he’d built with the intent of pool parties and happy moments, both he and Ridge stood there as the demolition was wrapping up.

Over the last four months, they’d made up their minds.

And got out of there.

Okay, it was the next day when Bishop demanded they burn that the whole place to the ground.

Her words.

Not his.

The bottom line was that Ridge needed therapy and to see the last remaining ties to his old life coming down.

The therapist—and not the one who had been sleeping with his wife—suggested they move.

So, they did.

Across town, one of the historic mansions came up for sale, and they didn’t care if it was haunted or way overpriced.

They jumped on it.

The mediation shed was moved, and now, the house that reminded Ridge of what happened was almost down.

In fact, as they stood there, the last part was about to be ripped apart.

Contents and all.

There went his past and his first marriage. All the pain went with it, too.

As they stood there, Ridge was watching the bulldozer as his back was to Lucian’s chest.

The man’s chin was on his shoulder, as they took it all in.

“You good?”

After contemplation, he nodded.