I grinned and rested my arms over his. “You are officially the king of orgasms.”
“Fuck yeah, I am. And uh, ditto.”
I rolled my eyes, but it didn’t dim my smile. “You have such a way with words.”
He grunted behind me.
“So can I assume we can do more of this when we get home tonight?”
“Hell yeah. We’ll make the rounds, stay the minimum required amount of time, and then I want you on the back of my bike.”
I grinned as a happiness I don’t think I’ve ever felt before welled inside me. “That sounds perfect to me.”
Dylan hummed happily and pressed a kiss against the side of my head.
It was perfect. I’d found my person, a job, a home, a family that welcomed me like I was one of them.
Of course, I’d realize later this was the beginning of the end. I was so stupid.
I should’ve known better.
Nothing good ever happens for Indigo Evans. A storm cloud is always on the horizon, and later I hated that I forgot myself that much. That I let myself hope and dream.
Dreams weren’t for people like me.
Chapter 20
Dylan
It had been a minute since I’d had to sneak a girl out of my aunt’s house, but I still had it. I was riding a high as I walked down the hall.
And I might have been whistling as I left the house and joined the party in the backyard. People were still everywhere, talking and laughing. A band played at the far end of the yard and a few couples slow danced in front of them.
“Where did you disappear to, or do I even have to ask?” Austin asked beside me.
I jumped. I hadn’t even heard him come up. My eyes had been too busy scanning for any glimpse of Indy. “What?”
He laughed. “Gotcha a beer.”
“Thanks,” I said as I accept the bottle and took a pull. Suddenly I felt parched. “So what’d I miss?”
Austin snorted a laugh. “Aunt Wendy was looking for you. I said something about you showing someone your bike out front. I didn’t think you wanted everyone or even her knowing your business.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem. I’m just jealous, honestly. Rachel and I had the same idea. You just got to the room first.”
I coughed as the beer went down the wrong way. “Shit.”
Austin clapped me on the back. “Love looks good on you, bro. I’m happy for you.”
I swiped at my stinging eyes. “What?”
“Shit. You’re not there yet. Never mind. Just…I like her. I think she’s good people.”
“I do too.” We stood there for a second and sipped our beers. “So when are you two going to do this?”
“We have plans for the summer, but now I’m thinking that Ryan’s onto something here. Not having the film crew around, scheming and making us reshoot stuff…it’s nice.”
