“I’m checking to see if you needed anything, Bumble.”
“So freaking sweet,” Dani whispers to me, and I nod in agreement.
“No, we’re all happily fed, thank you very much.”
He frames her face in his hands and leans in to kiss her. “More than all the stars in the sky.”
Billie’s face softens into goo, and it’s the most adorable thing ever.
“Whyis there a man in this room right now?” Harper demands, glaring at Connor.
“It’smyhouse, you know.”
“Not tonight, it isn’t,” Skyla says with a laugh. “Go on now. We’re discussing things that you don’t need to be privy to.”
“I’ll be edging you later tonight, Angel,” he says to Billie, before his hands dive into the pockets of his slacks and he walks away.
“Damn,” Ava whispers, fanning her face with her hand. “Where can I get one of those? Is there a store, or a website or something?”
“I’m afraid he’s one of a kind,” Billie says with a sweet smile. “Now, let’s go find that ice cream.”
The phone rings in my ear as I wait for Brooks to pick up on the other end of the line, and I hiccup.
I might have had one too many margaritas.
No regrets.
“Hey, Wildfire. Are you ready to come home?”
“Yeah. I need a ride. It’s really far to town, and I can’t even walk down the driveway.”
He chuckles, and I can hear him walking. “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Did you have fun?”
“So much fun. Holy shit, babe, you weren’t kidding about Billie’s library. It’s something out of a Disney movie.”
“I know. Sorry, wife, I’m not a billionaire.”
I snort and shake my head even though he can’t see me. “Well, you’d better start fixing more cars. Just kidding. I already have ideas for my own library in our house. It’s going to beadorble.”
“You mean adorable.”
“That’s what I said. Are you on your way yet? I need orgasms. We’ve been talking about sex for a while, and I’m gonna need some. Okay?”
“Christ, I’m getting in the truck now, and I’ll be there in twelve minutes.”
“Make it ten.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
BROOKS
“I’ll be in later to help,” I inform my wife. We’re both leaving the house for the day. Her restaurant reopens tomorrow, and she’s buried with work today. I want to help, to do the heavy lifting. I know a crew will be there all day with her, but that’s not good enough.
Okay, fine. I just want to be with her.
“If you can’t get away, it’s fine,” she reminds me, and waits for me to lock the door before walking with me to the truck. I’ll drop her off on my way to the garage. “I have a ton of help.”
“And you’ll have me. How are you feeling this morning, Wildfire?”
