He grabs my head, holding me there for a few seconds more.
“Get a room!” Margo says in a teasing voice when she enters the area, making us both laugh.
I sit back down and finish eating, knowing I only have a few minutes before I have to start cutting his hair so I don’t get too far behind in my day.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Christy
The last few days have been a blur. If I’m not with Evan, I’m thinking about him or watching him on TV. I know we’re moving faster than we talked about, but we can’t help ourselves. The more I thought about it, the more I thought,Why fight it?If we both feel this way and want to be together, then we should be.
Tonight is the concert, and I’m beyond excited about not only seeing Zach Bryan, but also having a date night with just Evan.
He’s been great with Nolan, but I want some adult time too.
I exit my bedroom with Evan still asleep in bed and laugh when I walk out to the living room to see all the blankets and pillows lying on the floor. I was surprised when Evan suggested to Nolan that they should have a sleepover, but what I didn’t expect was the fort to be made in my living room, using every single blanket and sheet I had in my house.
The two of them lay on the floor, watching a movie under the fortress Evan had built until Nolan fell asleep and Evan carried him to bed.
As Nolan’s night was ending, mine was just beginning.
The way that man makes me feel is something I can’t describe. Happiness, pure joy, heaven—none of it explains the way I feel when I’m in his arms.
I make a pot of coffee and drink some water while watching the sunrise, taking this moment to really appreciate the direction my life is going right now.
The coffeepot dings, so I reach for a mug and hear the sound of bare feet heading my way.
As I pour the one item that helps me be a better mom, Evan wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck.
“Good morning,” he says breathily, making my chest tighten just from the sound of his voice.
I lean back into his touch. “Good morning. How did you sleep?”
“Much better once I was off that floor and inside you.” He places lingering kisses around my shoulder.
“Glad I could be of assistance,” I tease, making him laugh.
“How much time do we have until Nolan wakes up?” He moves my tank top strap down my arm.
I chuckle and pull it back up. “Nice try. He’ll be up any minute. Why I was blessed with a kid who doesn’t sleep in, I’ll never understand.” I hear Nolan’s bedroom door open and laugh. “Yep, right on cue.”
“I thought we were sleeping on the floor,” Nolan says in a sleepy, whiny tone.
Evan leans down to be closer to Nolan’s size. “We did for a little bit, but I didn’t want you waking up with a sore shoulder or anything.” He rubs Nolan’s shoulder like he’s a trainer. “You have a game today, and we’re going to throw beforehand, right?”
Nolan jumps up in excitement when he remembers their conversation from last night. “Oh yeah. Let me get my glove!”
He turns to run to his room, but I stop him.
“Hey, turbo man, chill,” I tease. “It’s only seven in the morning. Let us wake up and get our day going. Go watch someWild Kratts.”
Nolan looks at Evan to see if he’ll say differently.
Evan holds up his fist to give him knucks. “We’ve got time. Go watch your show.”
Nolan agrees and walks to the living room to curl up under all the blankets that are still there.
After we’re all ready, we head to the park where Nolan’s Little League games are. We’re a few minutes early so Nolan and Evan can throw the baseball around.
