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He wasn’t so sure how he felt though. Or more like how Megan felt about it.

Some days he got the feeling she’d be into kids and family. She’d said as much. But other days, when he was working late and they only saw each other at the gym, he wondered if he was making a mistake and had to alter his schedule some more.

She’d told him more than once it was fine, but would she always think it was fine? He was starting to not think it himself.

Maybe the bigger decision had to come from him. The problem was, a lot of his clients were at night too.

There were a lot of people who worked different shifts in relationships though. When he was at the jail he’d worked nights. He’d probably still be on that shift or even second shift if he’d never left. That was no different.

Actually, this was better, as he was the boss and was out before eight most nights. Sometimes he closed, but he’d still be home at night to go to bed with a partner.

If they lived together.

But his apartment was too small for them. Hers much smaller.

His mind was running away from him more than ever before.

“It’s nice,” she said. “Loud but nice. I had fun when my nieces and nephews were younger. I’d watch them so my sisters could go out with their husbands on a date night.”

“You babysat as a teen?”

“Yep. I wasn’t allowed to go out with my friends until I was sixteen and even then had a curfew.”

“I didn’t realize your father was that strict,” he said.

“Old school,” she said. “I’d stay at my friends’ houses or they’d stay at mine, but it’s not like we could go out very late so I figured I might as well babysit and earn some money.”

“We all had jobs when we were sixteen,” he said.

“What did you do?” she asked.

“Stocked shelves in a grocery store.”

“I bet you did it faster than anyone else,” she said, laughing.

“There were days like that,” he said, grinning at her.

He pulled in front of her parents’ house and saw the rest of the cars. “Guess we are the last ones,” she said. “I’ll probably get crap for that.”

“Blame me,” he said.

“Nope,” she said. “No blame to be had. I told my mother we were going to the Fierces. My father had no problem with it. You know, he feels you need to suck up to your employers in order to get ahead.”

He laughed at her. “I don’t think there was any sucking up being done there.”

“He wouldn’t understand that.”

“It’s still my fault since I didn’t get out of work until three,” he said.

“Jonah. I appreciate you falling on the blade for me, but I’m used to this. It’s all good. Even if I was the first one here, they’d find something negative to say. I might as well give them a reason that I know about rather than them surprising me with one.”

“I’ll help you get all the gifts,” he said. “You bought enough stuff.”

“Four nieces and nephews,” she said. “My sisters and their husbands and my parents. It’s a lot of people. And I think it was nice of you to get my parents a gift card to a restaurant that they’ve mentioned they liked.”

“We’ve been together almost six months. I should be getting something for your parents,” he said.

He knew she did the same for his parents too. She’d also bought a gift for Raina, but that was different. He was letting that go since Raina and she were best friends. She didn’t get one for Cody or Trent. But he noticed a lot of gifts under the tree at his place. She’d gone overboard even though he’d told her not to.