More Than Meets the Eye - Page 139

Once Sami passed the bar, Chicago’s law firms would be stupid not to swamp him with offers.He knew for a fact Aya had left his resume on Erika’s desk, too.

Sami turned to the table where the gang was eating theCongratulationscake.“Hey, Naija?If Baz and I adopt Lu, would you catsit for us?”

“Sure,” she said, licking the white frosting off her thumb.“As long as she’s not at our place.”

Just like that, she threw him under the bus when Baz had backed her decision all this time?

“Thanks, Naija,” Baz said wryly.She gave him a too-wide grin in response.

“Please?”Sami dropped Lu to the floor, ignoring her protestingmreew, and intertwined his hands behind Baz’s neck.The peck he pressed on the corner of Baz’s mouth would not sway Baz.

“No.”

“Please.Hayati…”

“Sami…”

Humming softly, Sami pressed another, lingering kiss on the other corner.Baz’s eyes fluttered shut.The familiar warmth hugged his heart.

“Pretty please?”Sami whispered.

“I… This is not a decision we can make on the spot.”

If he could keep Sami away from the Catfé, Sami’s lack of object permanence should buy Baz a few more weeks of stalling.They at least needed to know which direction Sami’s career would take to make plans.

And who knew.Once Sami had a job, with Naija set to finish her PhD next year and then making good money herself, perhaps they could see about creating a home for themselves.One in the same neighborhood as Naija—Baz could never be responsible for separating them—but a place of their own, nonetheless.Thatwould be the time to discuss pets and whether they could do them justice.

The tip of Sami’s nose brushed over his.“But we will talk about it…?”The breathy words caressed Baz’s lips, tantalizing them just seconds before Sami blessed them with a soft kiss.

“I guess so.”

Sami drew back with an “Eek!”that had even Lucipurr flinch.“Thank you!”

“That wasn’t a yes!”

“Sure it wasn’t.”Sami kissed him once more, harder this time, before he scooped Lucipurr back into his arms.“Did you hear that, Lu?You’re coming home with us!”

“That’s not—”

But Sami already walked away to join his friends at the table, throwing his shit-eating grin over his shoulder.That bastard.

Baz forced his lips into a thin line to glare at a way-too-amused Eevee.

“I’m not sorry.She’ll be much happier with you two.”

Yeah.Happy destroying his furniture and hunting him across his apartment.

Joel’s strong hand clutched his shoulder.“That guy plays you like a fiddle.It’s awesome to witness.”

“You’re one to talk.”

“Hey, I’m proud of it.Whipped husband club any day.Maybe you’ll join me there soon.”He winked.

Baz huffed.That was jumping the gun.He couldn’t fathom ever loving anyone the way he loved Sami, but there was no rush to get married.They knew what they had in each other without getting the government involved.

“Did I hear husbands?”Halima asked as she sauntered over, one eyebrow raised, her tone firm.“You didn’t elope without telling me, did you?”

Baz’s eyes widened.“No!Of course not.Joel was just teasing.”