“What did George want?” asked Meg.
“George wants us to bring lunch and help do a last check on both houses. I said I would,” Luc said turning the shower back on.
“Ah, Alpha of the pack giving his final approval over his underlings?” Meg teased as she snuck around Luc and climbed into the shower.
Luc laughed. “No, more like make sure there are no paint brushes or holes in the wall that he missed,” he said. “Alpha of the pack? Where’d you get that dreck?” he asked.
“I was cruising the shelves at Barnes & Noble. You wouldn’t believe the stuff people are writing. Werewolves, vampires, demons, all living with the ‘mundane population’. That means boring by the way, because only things that go bump in the night have great jobs and sex lives,” she joked she ducked under the water.
“Well, you gotta admit that you have a biased viewpoint,” he said scrubbing her back for the second time that morning.
“Right. I’ve had both kinds of lovers, and that makes things unbiased in my view. You could have had the littlest cock in the world, and still beat out some of the guys I dated. It isn’t how well hung you are, but how you deal with people, and that’s a function of brain, not bod,” said Meg. “And the way you handle yourself around people is just plain sexy.”
Luc smiled and reached around to soap her breasts and belly. Meg leaned back and enjoyed the touching. They rinsed off and got out of the shower. This time they got dressed rather than climbing back into bed.
Meg wore a pair of denim leggings, a black tank top and one of Luc’s flannel shirts. Luc grabbed jeans, tee-shirt and a flannel shirt. After a quick breakfast, they headed out to run a few errands and pick up stuff for lunch.
*
“I can’t believe how hungry I am,” Meg said snacking on dried fruit on their way to Angie’s and George’s houses.
“Jeff said it would get worse. I remember Penny when she was pregnant with Bitty. She looked like a stick with a basket ball attached and the appetite of a small nation,” said Luc as they navigated traffic. “Unless it was popcorn. Even the smell of it on people’s fingers made her heave.”
“Ugh. I feel that way about oatmeal right now,” said Meg.
“Ah, that explains why we haven’t had any. I didn’t even think to ask,” said Luc. He signaled and then turned into the driveway of Angie’s house where Cal and Peter were cutting lumber for something.
“We brought you lunch,” said Meg as they got out of the car.
“How are things going?” asked Luc.
“Well, to be honest, Angie should sell this place and get a new house. One with George proof floors,” said Peter.
“That bad?” asked Meg, who remembered how happy Angie when she got the house.
“Yeah. It’s okay for humans, but any shifter is going to feel nervous about the floors. Just too many soft spots,” said Cal.
“Oh, have you told her that?” asked Meg. “She loves her house.”
“We did. George did. Angie said she’d think about it and about the trade idea. Neither Ginny or Patrick are as heavy as George. So, it might work for them,” said Peter.
“Is the house livable for right now?” asked Luc.
“Yeah. Today we are just adding a few braces. Otherwise, it’s good enough to put on the market,” said Cal.
“Okay. As soon as you two are done here, head over to the other house,” said Luc as he and Meg got back into the Subaru.
“Will do. See you in a few hours,” the two men called as the car pulled out of the driveway.
*
Luc and Meg pulled into George’s driveway twenty minutes later. As they got out of the car, the three pups poured out of the house. Sara wrapped her arms around Meg and rested her head on the baby bump. Ivan and Joe hugged Luc.
“I can hears them,” said Sara.
“You can?” asked Meg trying to walk into the house.
“Uhuh. Theys wiggly,” said Sara. Sara opened the door for Meg and then waited for Luc and the boys who were bringing in all the bags.
“Hello! Anyone home or did the children eat you?” Meg called.
“Back here,” called a voice.
Meg put down her bags and headed for the room the noises issued from. She found George, Angie and ‘Solda trying to figure out where to put things.
“Here, let me help,” said Meg. Everyone turned to Meg and there was a brief flurry of hugs and hellos. Meg took a good look at the refurbished bedroom. They had changed the closet around and widened the bathroom door.
“Put the bed there,” she said pointing. “Dresser over there and the nightstand on the left side of the bed.”
George and ‘Solda did the heavy lifting and Angie moved the nightstand.
“Now why didn’t we think of that?” said Angie as she looked at the room which all of a sudden worked.
“Because we’ve been playing musical furniture since 8am, and we’re all blind,” said George.
‘Solda giggled and snuck out of the room. She headed for the kitchen where she could hear the little ones and Luc talking.
“I agree. How are you feeling Meg?” asked Angie.
“Hungry, but alright. And I’m beginning to understand that I’m going to be hungry for a while,” Meg said. That made everyone laugh. Angie walked over and gave Meg a hug.
“Did Cal and Peter give you the news about my house?” Angie asked softly.
“Yes. I had the same kind of adjustment when I started dating Luc. I couldn’t understand why he didn’t like spending the night in my apartment until we broke the bed. Then I was all for moving out. The idea of going through the floor was uncomfortable. Especially as Luc tends to shift as he falls asleep,” said Meg.