“Yeah. I just need to take it easy for the next couple of weeks and rest my brain.”
“But you took such a hard hit.”
“It looked worse than it was,” I say. “My neck’s a little sore, but I didn’t break anything. I didn’t even fracture a bone or strain a muscle. I got lucky.”
She lets out a heavy breath like she’s relieved.
We’re quiet for a few seconds as I hold her. “I missed you, firecracker. So much,” I murmur.
“I missed you too.”
“I hated being without you.”
“I hated it more.”
I chuckle softly against her impossibly soft skin. She leans back to look at me, and I hold her gaze.
“Move in with me.” My heart thrashes in my chest as I watch her lips curve up in the most beautiful smile.
“Okay,” she says.
I press my mouth to hers and kiss her. It feels like fireworks are going off in my chest, and my heart is exploding all at once.
After years of hurt feelings and misunderstandings, it’s finally happening. We’re together.
Kendall loves me, and I love her.
I have my dream girl. We’re gonna move in together.
She moans against my mouth, and my cock stirs.
I break the kiss with a chuckle.
“What?” she asks with a smile.
“I’m supposed to take it easy, but with the way you’re kissing me, my dick has other plans.”
Her beautiful eyes go wide. “Oh.” She lets out an embarrassed laugh. “Sorry.”
I laugh and tell her it’s okay, right as Aidan and Micah walk in.
They stop at the foot of my bed and look between Kendall and me.
“Sorry, we didn’t mean to interrupt,” Aidan says.
I smile at him. “It’s okay.”
I take in the worried look on my brother’s face as he stares at me.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I nod. “Minor concussion. I’ll live.”
Kendall steps aside to make room for Aidan and Micah to come over and hug me. A few minutes later, my parents walkin. Aidan and Micah move over so they can see me. After a few minutes of them fussing over me, I reassure them that I’m okay, I just need some time to recover.
Aidan studies me, like he’s still worried about me. “I know our wedding is just a couple of weeks away and that you’re supposed to give the best man speech. But maybe you shouldn’t. A concussion is no joke. You need to rest your brain.”
I shake my head. “No way, big brother. I’ve been working on this speech for weeks. I’ll be just fine.”
