FALLING IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN
The Sullivans
Babymoon Novella
Lori and Grayson
Bella Andre
Table of Contents
Cover
Title Page
Copyright Page
About the Book
A note from Bella
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Books by Bella Andre
About the Author
FALLING IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN
The Sullivans
Babymoon Novella
Lori and Grayson
© 2018 Bella Andre
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Lori “Naughty” Sullivan has always been a force of nature—and marriage to Grayson Tyler, her sexy cowboy, hasn’t mellowed her out one bit. She’s still dancing in stilettos, laughing too loud, and lovingly plotting new ways to drive her husband crazy. It’s almost time for their most exciting adventure yet, and Lori can’t wait for the next phase of their lives to begin—as parents. Especially when she’s certain that Grayson is going to be the best father ever. But has he truly made peace with his tragic past? Or will it come back to haunt him just when their future together should have never looked brighter?
A note from Bella
CHAPTER ONE
Lori Sullivan-Tyler wasn’t looking for trouble.
Actually, that wasn’t true. She was trouble in high heels—a master at causing the maximum amount of havoc in the minimum amount of time. Even at eight months pregnant, as she and her husband, Grayson, walked up the path to her mother’s front door for their baby shower, she was itching to be naughty.
Naughty was her nickname, after all.
When she was a little girl, her brother, Chase, had nicknamed Lori Naughty and her twin sister, Sophie, Nice. The names fit them perfectly…at least until you dived beneath the surface.
Sophie was a textbook librarian—quiet, neat as a pin, and soft-spoken. But she was a tiger underneath.
As for Lori? Well, she certainly was naughty. But she had plenty of nice in her too.
Especially when it came to her husband.
Mmmm, Grayson.
Everything about him made her smile—and heat up all over. He could be grumpy, bossy, domineering…and also crazy, wicked hot. There were few things she loved more than her husband growling at her in bed, while his big, strong hands touched her in all the right places.
They were halfway up the front walk when she stumbled over a crack. Of course Grayson was right there when she needed him, sliding his arm around her waist to steady her and the baby.
“Are you okay?”
She smiled up into his beautiful brown eyes, so full of concern. It never ceased to amaze her that he was hers—that a man so honorable, so trustworthy, so caring and strong loved her as much as she loved him. “I’m perfect.”
Her response erased the worried look on his face. He bent to kiss her at the same moment that she went onto her tippy-toes to press her lips to his. She would have been happy to keep kissing him forever had her mother not opened the front door a few breathless kisses later.
“Lori, Grayson! I’m so happy to see you both.”
Mary Sullivan’s hugs were legendary for their warmth and comfort. Her smile was huge as she kissed them each on the cheek, then ushered them inside.
Mary had raised eight children single-handedly after Lori’s dad passed away unexpectedly at forty-two. Thinking back on her behavior as a teenager, Lori didn’t know how her mother hadn’t chucked her out of the house on those days when she’d been mouthing off and acting like a know-it-all jerk. More than a decade later, Lori marveled at just how amazing her mom was. Putting a hand over her baby bump, she couldn’t wait to be as good a mother to her own daughter.
From the delicious-looking spread set out across every flat surface, Lori figured her mother must have been cooking and baking for days. Lori and Grayson had offered to hire catering and servers for the party, but Mary had insisted that she was more than happy to take care of the food and drinks, just as she always did.
No question about it, Lori’s mom knew better than anyone how to feed a huge family. Not only would Lori’s siblings and their fiancés and wives and children all be here today, but plenty of her cousins had also decided the baby shower was the perfect opportunity to take a California vacation. Though there had already been several Sullivan weddings, birthdays, and her Uncle William’s gallery unveiling in Alexandria Bay, New York, this year, Lori couldn’t wait to see everyone again.
The house and backyard were beautifully decorated, the party setting both elegant and festive with pink, magenta, and purple accents. Knowing mass chaos would descend once the kids arrived and started running around, Lori pulled out her phone to take some pictures while everything was still pristine and perfect.
“You’re looking great, honey,” Mary said to Lori. “How are you feeling?”
“I feel incredible.” Lori wasn’t just saying it to keep her mother from worrying. She had buckets of energy. Especially when it came to seducing her husband. For the past handful of months, her libido had been brimming over. “My biggest problem is how impatient I am to meet the baby. I wish we didn’t have to wait three and a half more weeks. Maybe even up to five weeks, if I go past my due date like you did when you had Marcus.”
“In my experience,” her mother replied as she stroked Lori’s hair just as she always had, “babies come exactly when they’re supposed to. Although I have a feeling it won’t be too long until this little one makes an appearance.” Mary’s eyes were warm as she turned to Grayson. “And how are you feeling?”
“As long as Lori feels good, I’m good.”
He drew Lori to him, and she snuggled against his broad chest. Grayson had never been a man of many words. He’d always spoken more with actions, with a touch and a smile.
“He’s been the best husband ever. Lots of foot rubs, grilling us feasts for dinner, and he’s been feeding the chickens so I can take more time with the pigs. Which is the only place I’ve had to draw the line—they seem so sad when I don’t personally muck out their stalls and feed them.”
“You agreed that you’d stop going into the pigpen if your balance started to go.” A frown line appeared between his brows.
“My balance is great. In fact, I could still do a pirouette on a tightrope.” She moved into the center of the kitchen to demonstrate and was halfway through her spin when Summer’s poodle darted past and knocked into her. Mary had been watching the dog this past week while Lori’s brother Gabe, his wife, Megan, and their children, Summer and Logan, were on vacation.
Grayson caught Lori before she could so much as stumble. “My hero,” Lori said, putting her hand on his cheek.