Fearless In Love (The Maverick Billionaires, Book 3) (26 page)

“That’s what it was supposed to be. I wanted to help her the way she’s helped Noah.” The truth hit Matt square in the chest. “But I found something else as well.”

A connection to Ari. One so strong it left him reeling.

“Meeting Harper—” Will smiled with total adoration. “It was like a ton of bricks falling on me. Good thing she was patient, because it took me way too long to figure out I loved her.” He looked at Matt. “I see the way you look at Ari. And the way she looks at you.” He raised his eyebrows. “Makes me think the bricks might already have fallen.” When Matt didn’t know how to reply, Will added, “Here’s hoping she’s as patient with her Maverick as Harper and Charlie were.”

After the haunted house tours ended, everyone crowded around the fire pit. Ari said a silent thank-you that the fire was covered by a grate so that they wouldn’t risk Noah’s dinosaur tail going up in flames. The Maverick men had disappeared, but the women they loved, plus Bob, remained.

And they treated Ari like she was one of their own.

The only thing unnerving her was that it felt a little hinky to be naked under the skirt, knowing that she and Matt had made love not far from where they all sat.

Yet she couldn’t hold down a thrill at how magical Matt had made her world. She hoped it wouldn’t remain a secret much longer. She was bursting with the need to claim him—and his son—as her own. They’d burrowed so deeply into her heart that she now knew she’d never be anywhere near as happy without them.

“Paige, you make a fabulous Cleopatra,” Harper said. “I feel dowdy as Frankenstein.” Seated on the end of the bench surrounding the fire pit, Harper held out her white lab coat, letting it balloon around her.

“At least you don’t have to carry around your own asp,” Paige said dryly, opening a small covered basket containing a plastic snake.

Everyone laughed. Paige Ryan was a pretty woman who had been transformed into a sexy siren by the exotic paint and gauzy dress of Cleopatra.

“Where’s Whitney tonight, dear?” Susan asked as Noah climbed into her lap.

Balancing the basket on her knees, Paige spread her hands in the air. “You know Whit. She didn’t feel up to coming tonight.”

Bob, lounging next to Susan, said, “We certainly know her. Halloween parties are beneath her dignity.”

“Now, Bob, stop,” Susan chided him.

“Actually,” Paige said in a soft voice, “she said I looked ridiculous as Cleopatra and refused to be seen with me.”

“You look anything but ridiculous tonight, honey.” Susan pursed her lips. “Perhaps,” she said slowly, “your sister was jealous of how lovely you look.”

Paige gave Susan an
are you crazy?
look, as if the idea of Whitney ever being jealous of her was preposterous. “She was just in one of her moods.”

Ari had seen Whitney at Sebastian and Charlie’s gala for
The Chariot Race
. Evan’s wife was beautiful in an in-your-face kind of way. Whereas Paige was more like the all-American girl—though, in her Cleopatra costume she was certainly turning heads.

No wonder Whitney Collins was jealous. She wouldn’t be used to having her sister steal the spotlight. And she definitely wouldn’t like it.

Ari got up a few minutes later to get another drink, and on the way back to the fire pit, she stopped to watch Noah, bouncing between Susan and Bob, sometimes holding his tail, sometimes brandishing it like a weapon. She already loved him, and not just because of Matt. Noah was a special little boy all on his own.

“I’m so glad you love dinosaurs, Noah,” Ari heard Charlie say, “because you’re going to get a very special surprise soon.” Sebastian’s fiancée sat on the ledge surrounding the fire. Dressed all in black, she wore gloves shaped like claws that she snapped at Noah, who giggled and shrank back. “I’m a Zanti Misfit,” she said in an ominous voice, snap-snap-snapping her gloves. Noah shrieked, loving every moment.

“Charlie fits perfectly with our weird Maverick sense of humor, doesn’t she?” Daniel’s voice was close beside Ari.

“She does. I like her a lot.”

“We all do.” He shoved his hands in his jacket pockets and grinned at her. “I’m kind of partial to you too.”

She grinned back. “Thank you, Daniel. You’re not so bad yourself.”

He rocked back on his heels as they watched Noah try to catch Charlie’s clipper-claw gloves. Then Daniel turned his gaze on Ari in a way that was more intense than usual. “I don’t want to see you get hurt, Ariana.”

Her heart plunged down to her toes.
Oh God…Daniel knew.

“Matt’s a great guy,” he continued. Amid all the activity around them, his low voice kept them isolated. “He’s one of my brothers even if we don’t have the same parents. But you’ve got to know that he had a real bad time growing up. And then with Noah’s mom.”

Her throat clogged. Was Daniel warning her away from Matt, reminding her that she was just the nanny?

“I know,” she finally managed past constricted vocal cords. “He told me what happened with them. All of them.”

“He did?” Daniel looked surprised. “Well, that’s good.” But then he frowned again. “So now you know he has a hard time trusting.”

“Yes,” she whispered, her eyes stinging. She knew better than anyone, given that she’d said
I love you
and he hadn’t. Though she suspected the person Matt didn’t trust the most was himself.

“But you aren’t afraid to trust him, are you?”

She blinked up at her former boss, a man who had always looked out for her, and had become her friend. He was second only to Matt in all he’d done for her. “Everyone says I should be, but I don’t want to be afraid.” She forced herself to hold his gaze. “I care about Matt. And Noah.” She wasn’t going to drop the word
love
on Daniel, but she had a feeling he could already hear it. “They both mean so much to me.”

His gaze roamed her face before he finally nodded. “I won’t be one of those people telling you to put up your guard.” He paused, probably considering how to phrase what he felt she needed to hear. “But I also don’t want you to get hurt. I sure as hell hope he’ll realize how good you could be for him—and for Noah.”

“You really think I’d be good for them?” It meant more than she could say that one of Matt’s closet friends—one of his brothers, especially Daniel—believed in her.

“Of course I do.” He smiled again, his gruffness fading beneath the upturning of his lips. “And if he hurts you, I’m going to beat the crap out of him. We all will.”

She laughed, but it sounded a little soggy. “When you suggested me for the position as his nanny, I never meant for things to turn out this way.”

Daniel pulled her in close, almost rocking her off her feet with his hug. “I know you didn’t. You would never be one of those women who aims at a man’s dollar signs or his big house. You took the job because you love kids and you could see how much Matt needed you. Everything else that happened…” He shook his head. “It’s starting to seem like divine intervention. Like you were meant to come into their lives when they needed you most. But if he’s not being as good to you as you are to him”—he shook his fist—“we’ll smack some sense into him.”

She wanted to laugh. She could actually have cried. Daniel was going to bat for her, even against one of his best friends, if it came to that. After all those years of feeling like she didn’t have anyone, it was almost too much to believe.

“Now come back over to the fire.”

He led her down to the fire pit and into the circle of his family.

The family she’d always wished for. Not just for one night.

But forever.

* * *

Matt hung back at the head of the stairs leading up from the game room. He’d searched downstairs and outside for Ari only to find her here, surrounded by his family. Laughing with them. Totally accepted by them.

The Frankensteins were once again a family, and Noah was poking the bolts at Jeremy’s neck. Wearing a Dracula costume, Sebastian wrapped his cloak around Charlie and was playing with the strange gloves she wore. Bob was chatting with Daniel, while Susan was in a lively discussion with Ari.

Only Evan stood just outside the group, his gaze on his wife’s sister, Paige. Steam practically wafted off the guy, and Matt wondered if he blamed Paige for Whitney’s change of mind about coming to the party. Or maybe he was wishing that Whitney was more like her sister—not just that Paige was a sweet, good person, but in that she wanted to be one of the family.

Ari, Matt realized, had already become part of the family. As the party raged around them, the Mavericks were now their own group—and they’d automatically taken Ari into their midst, where she fit like another cog in their expanding wheel. Noah climbed onto her lap, and she cuddled him.

Downstairs, Matt’s friends had gone to bat for her, threatening
him
if he didn’t treat her right. And so they should—they knew better than anyone what a mess he was inside.

All he wanted was to treat Ari as well as she deserved. But what was best for her? To be with him—and Noah—including a whole bunch of baggage, not the least of which was Irene and the havoc she would cause from here to eternity? Or to find a man who was whole, dependable, and solid—a normal guy who would take care of her, one who would give her children all her own rather than asking her to raise another woman’s son?

A muscle jumped in Matt’s jaw as the difficult, conflicted questions spun around his usually logical mind. He was a man who always had an answer for everything—who’d built a billion-dollar business with those answers.

But tonight, he knew only one thing for sure: He couldn’t let Ari go. Not yet, not even when he couldn’t clearly see the answers to his future.

Not even if a better man would set her free.

* * *

Noah slept in the backseat all the way home, and after Matt carried him upstairs, he still slept while they wrestled him out of his T-Rex suit and tucked him in.

In the hallway, Matt took Ari’s hand. “We need to talk.”

She nodded, ready to burst since she’d talked with Daniel. “Daniel knows. How did he find out?”

Matt’s sigh was loud in the hallway. “He saw us coming out of the changing room. And he was with Evan, Will, and Sebastian. I shouldn’t have dragged you down there.”

Her fingers went stiff in Matt’s hand. She should have realized they’d
all
known after Daniel talked to her. But while she was embarrassed at being found out by the entire Maverick crew, she also couldn’t forget that Daniel hadn’t been angry. He’d actually welcomed her and given her hope.

“I wanted it as much as you did, so you didn’t drag me anywhere.” She shook her head. “But I don’t want to cause trouble between you and your friends.”

He frowned. “How could you possibly do that?”

“Daniel said he threatened to beat you up.”

The last thing she expected was Matt’s smile. “They
all
threatened me if I don’t treat you right.” He pulled her against him. “I told them how special you are and that I don’t want to hurt you.”

But he hadn’t told them he loved her—just as he hadn’t said it to her. She sucked a burning breath into her lungs.

Patience.
She knew he needed time. But, God, it was hard. Especially now that everyone knew she was head over heels for him.

As if he could read her mind, he gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Do you want to spend the night with me?”

“More than anything.” She was in love with him, and he was her favorite place to be in the world. “But what about Noah?”

“I can be quiet. Can you?”

She loved to cry out for him when he took her to heaven. But not if she woke up his son. “I’ll control myself.” At least she would try. “I meant in the morning, though. How should we handle things if he sees us together?”

“You can just get him up as usual. He doesn’t have to know anything.”

If he wasn’t ready to say he loved her, then of course he wouldn’t tell Noah either. But with every word, the pain dug deeper, no matter how much patience—and the relentless hope—she always strove for.

Hiding her disappointment with a smile, she made herself nod. “All right.”

“I know it’s your day off tomorrow, but will you spend it with us? We’ll do something fun.”

Her day off.
It was a potent reminder that she was still the nanny, even if Matt hadn’t meant it that way. “I’d like that.”

He nuzzled her hair. “Good. Now come to my room, Ari. I’m dying to make love to you again.”

Just like that, his sensual commands had her heart thumping and her skin heating. She felt raw on the inside, but heading back to her empty bed tonight wasn’t even in the cards.

Inside his bedroom, Matt closed the door on the rest of the world. Mere seconds later her clothes were gone, his tux was off, and he’d lifted her into his arms, grabbing her up until she locked her ankles at his back. Walking her to the small sofa by the window, he settled her on his lap, and when she pulled up her knees to straddle him, he immediately entered her with his fingers, turning her into a wild animal. She didn’t cry out, but when sounds began to bubble up her throat, she kissed him, spilling her cries into his mouth, knowing she was meant for this.

For
Matt
.

He miraculously produced protection, always looking out for her even in the heat of the moment, then drove deep, filling her, making her his.

When the earth-shattering climax took them both, they muted their moans of pleasure against each other’s lips, kissing as if it were a vow.

For her, it was.

The Sunday after Halloween, they went to Golden Gate Park. Ari had packed a picnic with Noah’s help—he’d even cut the tomatoes himself. The day was so gorgeous they ate sitting on a blanket that Matt spread on the grass, watching a laughing, giggling Noah chase butterflies.

Matt’s investigator was still searching for her brother, but Ari hadn’t brought up the subject of visiting the families of Gideon’s other fallen comrades. She still stung from their disaster with Mrs. Esterhausen, her stomach plunging with the memory of that day every time she thought of it.