I still couldn’t believe this was happening. Carter and the girls were moving in here. Today. My house had three bedrooms, and the surrounding land was big enough that we could always expand. We’d chosen Friday as move-in day because the house would be full of Connors who’d offered to help.

I went back to composing my email, feeling Carter’s gaze on me. When I heard the door close, I spun around to him.

“What are you doing?”

“Come to think of it, there’s plenty I can do to you in ten minutes.”

I grinned. “I so saw this coming.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. A mile away. Why do you think I hid up here to write this email?”

“Who are you emailing anyway?”

“Davis’s grandson. He’s been abroad, but now that he’s back he wants a face-to-face meeting.”

Davis had been so impressed by the samples we’d presented to him that he asked us to fast-track the line we were developing for him so he could have it in stores a half-year earlier than we’d originally planned.

Carter climbed next to me on the bed faster than if I’d dropped my clothes.

“I see. The old man had better stop trying to hook you two up.”

“He has stopped. I told him I have this amazing man who isn’t too thrilled with his plan.”

“Good.” That one word had come out in a warning tone, as if he’d planned to add or else. I chuckled.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Carter narrowed his eyes, and the next thing I knew, he set my iPad aside, pulling me into his arms.

“I love you, Val. Meeting you has been my luck. Loving you for the rest of my life will be my honor. My joy. You have my devotion. All of me.”

“And you have all of me,” I whispered, my voice full of emotion as I curled my arms around his neck.

Ten minutes later, we had to hurry downstairs. I tried not to look too guilty as I smoothed my hair. Will and Paige arrived at the same time with the movers, and Jace a few minutes later.

It was early afternoon, so we had just enough time before dinner to arrange the boxes and a few furniture items, so the house wouldn’t look like a storage room.