Rules of Love by Shelia M. Goss Page B

this.”
    â€œReally? I sort of took you for the sedan type.”
    â€œPlease, you haven’t seen my ride.”
    Jason placed their bags in the trunk. He held Amber’s door open and she got inside.
    Once behind the driver’s wheel, Jason realized that he didn’t know where to go.
    He started the car but didn’t move. He scratched his head. “Now that we are married, whose house will we be living at?”
    â€œI hadn’t thought about that.” Amber threw her hand up. “Just drop me off at my house and you can stay at your house. We don’t actually have to live in the same place, do we?”
    â€œIt would look good if we did.”
    â€œNobody cares about that. Drop me off, and we’ll get together sometime this week before the wedding reception.”
    Jason tried not to sound disappointed about Amber’s nonchalant way of dealing with the situation, but he was. He didn’t want to just drop her off. He didn’t want to be away from her. He needed her. He wanted her. He needed her to want him too.
    â€œKeep driving,” Amber stated when she saw some reporters camped out at her house.
    â€œYou can always stay at my place,” Jason said.
    â€œIt’s either there or a hotel. I want to avoid the hotels, so I guess, Mr. Lewis, you have a house guest.”
    Amber slid down in the seat as they drove right past the reporters.
    â€œIt’s clear,” Jason said.
    Amber scooted up in her seat. She looked behind her. “They are going to be disappointed when they realize I’m not at home.”
    â€œI just bought this house, so hardly anyone knows about it.”
    â€œWhat does a bachelor need with a house?”
    â€œI work hard, and being in a relationship shouldn’t be a requirement for me to buy a house. You weren’t in a relationship when you bought your beach house,” Jason noted.
    â€œBut it’s small. It’s not some gigantic mansion.”
    â€œWho said mine was gigantic?” Jason asked as he continued to drive.
    â€œHow many bedrooms?”
    â€œThere are only five bedrooms.”
    â€œFive. What does a single man need with five bedrooms?”
    Jason held his hand out and twisted it in her direction. “I’m no longer single.”
    â€œFor real. Why not just buy a condo or a town house?”
    â€œBecause one day I did hope to have a wife and three kids.”
    Amber laughed. “I can picture you with a wife. But kids? No, not Mr. Jason Lewis. Mr. Suit-and-Tie Guy.”
    â€œI can dress down when I need to.”
    Amber looked at him with an “I don’t believe you” look.
    She leaned back in her seat and smiled at the thought of Jason and her with kids of their own.

Chapter Thirteen
    â€œSee, we’re practically neighbors,” Jason said as he pulled up into his subdivision in Malibu, not that far from the beach where Amber lived.
    â€œI see. I like the houses in this area,” she commented.
    Jason drove around the circular driveway and parked in front. He removed their bags from the trunk and opened the front door. “Welcome home, Amber.”
    And Jason meant just what he said. He wanted Amber to feel like this place was her home too.
    â€œIt’s beautiful. You have good taste,” Amber said.
    â€œI sure do.” He looked at her when he responded.
    Amber cleared her throat. “Where will I be sleeping?”
    â€œWith me, of course. Well, unless you have a problem with that?”
    â€œYou’ll get no objections from me.”
    Amber left Jason standing at the foot of the stairway as she went to explore.
    â€œI’ll be back after I put our luggage in our room.”
    â€œI’ll be down here being nosy,” Amber responded.
    Since being in his new place, no other woman besides family or close friends had stepped inside of it. Amber was the first woman he’d been intimate with enough to be there.
    He had hired an