Hothouse Flower (Calloway Sisters)

My hothouse flower that I will always keep alive.

“That’s your pregnancy pass for the fucking night. Whoever is growing in your belly is a demon. Straight up making you evil.”

Ugh. I need a fucking drink. Pregnancy is making me empathize with Loren. I already hate it. – Rose

The way Lo is watching her—it’s like he’s witnessing daylight for the first time.

This is why Lo doesn’t come to Sunday family luncheons with Lily. He gets berated and my sister either gets ignored or scolded.

No matter how hard Daisy flirted, no matter how much she teased me, he believed I would never take her shit. I’d shut her down every time.

I didn’t.

I couldn’t.

Because I fell in love with her.

“You liked that I could keep up with her,” I realize. “You wanted me to be her fucking bodyguard, and you never thought I would be stupid enough to cross that line.”

I don’t know what I want to do, but I do know that I have years to figure it out. And that freedom builds my confidence and gives me the wings that I use to fly right on out of this nest.

“I was waiting for the sun to chase me,” he breathes, drawing me to his chest.

“Where does the guy’s dick go?”

He stares down at me with raised brows and dark eyes. I swear he smiles, or almost smiles. I’ll take it.