This beautiful man is doing all of this for me, and I can’t even begin to process all the emotions I’m feeling.He came home for me.He left the band for me.He bought this for me.
My chest aches, a physical pain that makes my heart feel like it’s going to burst.Miles Olsen is my forever, and while it seems so stupid that half a floor makes me feel this way, it does.
“You okay, babe?”
I nod, the tears spilling from my eyes and down my cheeks.I swipe at them as Miles stops in front of me, a look of concern flashing in his crystal blue eyes.
“I’m good.I’m great,” I mutter, smiling through the tears.“I’m just…” I trail off, throwing myself into Miles’s arms.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him close, holding him to me as my fingers slide up and grip the back of his neck.I want to hold him forever, tell him how grateful I am to have him and everything he has given me.
“This is so much,” I whisper, my face buried in the crook of his neck.“This is ours.Our house.Our home.”
“Do you love it?”he asks me, his words a soft lull against my skin, his lips pressing into my hair in a light kiss.
“I love you.I love it.I love…” Again, my words fail me because there aren’t enough words in the world to explain how I’m feeling.I never thought this would ever happen, and here we are, making it happen together.
“So what do you say?I’ll teach you how to use the saw and we can crank this out?Have it finished by tonight?”
“Perfect.”
“I can’t believe we finished,” Miles whispers to me, my eyes still closed, exhausted from getting back to his place so late.
“Me either, but it looks so good,” I say, turning over so I can wrap myself around him, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine.
“You still good with being at the cottage so the cabinets can get delivered?”Something we talked about yesterday while we were working.He probably figures I forgot, given how much we had going on.
“Yep, all good.I’m off today.Anything else you want me to do?”I say, and as soon as the words leave my mouth, I feel him smile against my hair.
“Definitely,” he murmurs, his hand sliding down my back, grabbing my ass.“You can do me.”
“Miles Olsen, you are insatiable.”
“And you are impossible to resist.”
We finally make it out the door, struggling to get out of bed, and then struggling to get out of the shower, nearly unable to keep our hands off each other.Clearly, being exhausted and sore from putting down all the flooring last night has had zero impact on our sex life.
And when I pull up to the cottage, I smile, thinking about all the work we’ve put in and how different it looks.I can’t wait to go inside and see the floor again, this time in the bright light of the sunshine.
Pushing the key into the lock, the door opens, and inside, taking up the vast open space of the living room and the kitchen, are dozens and dozens of daisies.They’re in vases and plastic cups, pots and containers, dotting the new flooring.
Biting down on my bottom lip, the smile tugs quickly, spreading across my face.I have no idea when Miles had the time to do this, but the gesture is grand.
I take a few pictures, stepping farther into the room, seeing they line the little hallway that leads back to the bedrooms and the bathroom.I snap a couple more before sending them off to Miles.
Me: Oh my god, you are unreal!When did you have time to do this?
Miles: I didn’t do that.
I hit send onmy message and am in the car before it’s even sent.I can’t believe that asshole has done this.
I also can’t believe he hasn’t gotten the message yet.Considering the ass-kicking he received from both me and Kai, he’s either thick as shit or deliberately pushing my buttons.
My money is on the latter.
He hated when he got kicked out of the band.Hated it even more when I came back, even though the band had imploded.But now, with Daisy kicking his ass to the curb and back with me, I know he will be livid.
I speed along the streets, yanking the car to the side of the road before running up to the front door, hammering my fist on the wooden siding of the house.When Isaac appears behind the screen, I don’t miss the way he flinches before he puffs out his chest and walks closer, kicking the screen door open.
