Impact (Suncoast Society #32)(38)

“Of course it is.”

“I take it you put the deposit down already?”

“I wrote the real estate agent a check, yes. The inspector will be by early Monday to go through the place for us and do a walk-through.”

“I thought you were going back to Florida?”

“Change of plans, love. I’ve delayed our meetings until the week after.” He smiled. “We have a move to take care of.”

Even the parking garage was nice, clean, obviously swept and free of any stray detritus that many garages picked up, like pieces of paper and leaves. Cris got the carrier detached from the car seat base and carried the baby while Landry led them over to an elevator and punched in a code.

The condo was furnished, but with nothing personal in evidence. “It’s all rental furniture,” Landry told them. “It’s staged. It’ll take them that long to get it moved. I told them that was fine, because we didn’t need any of it.”

Tilly walked into the kitchen. Larger than their current one, the open plan had enough room for a table and had a breakfast bar as well. Plus there was a separate dining room.

In this condo, the master bath had both a large, deep soaking tub and a shower.

“Okay, I have to admit, that’s cool,” Tilly said.

“I thought you’d like that, love. And the pool is wonderful.” He walked her to a window in the living room and pointed down.

The landscaped courtyard was cast in deep shadows from the evening, but she spotted palm trees galore. “And the pool is open twenty-four hours,” Landry said. “So is the hot tub.”

She sank onto the couch. “Do I even want to know the price?”

“I refuse to tell you, love, because you’ll simply get upset. While I appreciate your thrifty nature, in this case, I’m overruling you. If you wish, you and Leigh can carpool to and from work some days, you’re that close.”

The doorbell rang. “Who’s that?” Tilly asked.

Landry, however, didn’t look surprised. “Ah, there they are.” He walked over and let them in.

Leigh, Lucas, and Nick, who carried Lily.

Leigh grinned at Tilly. “Well?”

“You’re as big a fink as he is.”

“Hey, I didn’t find out until after you’d left for the day, and I was sworn to secrecy.” She sat next to Tilly. “Well?”

She shrugged and pointed to Landry. “He gets the final word.”

Cris gave Landry a fist bump. “I think that’s the closest to a ‘yes, dear’ that you’ll get from her,” Cris said.

“I’ll take the win,” Landry said.

“Won’t this add to your drive time to the office?” Tilly asked the men.

Landry shrugged. “Maybe another ten or fifteen minutes. Honestly? I’d rather the time difference be in your favor than ours.”

“Aww. You’re the sweetest sadist.”

“Hush, love. You’ll ruin my reputation.”

“What reputation?” Cris snarked. “Everyone knows you’re a teddy bear outside of a dungeon.”

Landry’s hand shot out, grabbed Cris by the hair, and pulled him in close. “What was that, boy?”

Nick burst out laughing. “Yeah, those sadists will get you every time.”

Leigh walked the condo with Tilly. “I think this room would be the perfect nursery. What color will you paint it?”

The entire condo smelled freshly painted, every room the same, blah industrial white.

“I don’t know yet. I haven’t even gotten that far. We’ll have to go shopping again. I’ll need more furniture.”

“That’s not a bad thing.”

“I didn’t say it was. There are worse problems in life to have.”

Like being stuck in jail.

That was something she’d never done in her life. In fact, she’d gone through great pains to stay out of jail, especially while doing the pro-Domme gig following Cris’ unexpected departure. Any time she’d had a client she thought was trying to push for sexual services, she immediately dropped them. As a result, she never ran afoul of the law.

Although there were a few times had it not been for Landry or Cris interceding, she might have ended up in jail for beating the crap out of a f*cktard who desperately deserved it.

Prison orange is not my color.

Cris caught up with them. “I take it you’re okay with this?”

“Not like I have a choice, but yeah, he did good.”

“Let’s walk downstairs and see the pool before we leave,” he said.

“Okay.” It would be nice to have a pool. They didn’t have one at the house in Florida, and the backyard was too small there for a decent one, anyway. Although they’d enjoyed Lucas and Leigh’s pool plenty of times, having a key to their house and free permission to use it anytime they wanted.

This time, Landry insisted on toting Katie’s carrier. Tilly was shocked at not just how quickly the men seemed to acclimate to being “fathers,” but how natural they appeared in the role.

No, hoping she stays in jail for a while is baaaad.

By the time they headed home again, it was nearly dark.

“What are you thinking, Redbird?” Landry asked, breaking into her thoughts.