I crane my neck to look up at him. His hazel eyes are sparkling back at me. Dipping his head, he pecks my lips and then my nose.
“Sure, if we get started now, we might get to all of them,” I tease.
“I’ll admit, I might have gone overboard. We can start with all the ones from the guests.” He laughs and kisses me again.
I can’t help but laugh. Overboard would be an understatement. Bentley purchased every learning game he could find and the toys … Oh my God, Aaron doesn’t have enough time in a day to play with everything his father bought him.
He could play with a toy a day for a year and still not play with them all. Mind you, I’m only speaking of the things he allowed me to see. I get it.
Bentley is still trying to make up for the time he lost with our son. I’m still working through a bit of my guilt about that. However, I do believe Bentley would have spoiled Aaron either way.
“Uncle Eddy,” Aaron squeals and laughs.
I turn to find Eddy tossing Aaron in the air, causing his little nephew to laugh with joy. Garret is standing nearby with a smileon his face. Erica and Lauren have their phones out, taking pictures and recording.
Tara is standing by the gift table with her hands on her hips as if she’s trying to figure out how to tackle the mountain that is our son’s birthday gifts.
“I think I’m winning life,” I murmur.
“What’s that?” Bentley asks.
“Nothing. Come on, we can help him open them together. It looks like Tara is coming up with a plan for the order,” I chuckle.
“I bet she has a clipboard and checklist somewhere,” he grumbles and shakes his head.
Yup, I’m winning at life. I couldn’t ask for better family and friends. All it takes is a single moment to change everything.
The moment Bentley appeared at my rehearsal dinner and my mother fainted will forever be the moment that changed my life for the better.
Now that Aaron’s birthday party is out of the way, I can lock in and get some other things in my life on track to ensure that change continues to bring joy like this.
Gilbert
That fucking bitch.I didn’t even get an invite to her brat’s birthday party. I should be there.
I can’t believe how everything changed in the blink of an eye. One minute, I was engaged and about to get married to the onewoman I’ve obsessed over since high school. The next, I’m left holding my dick, wondering how the fuck I got here.
No wife, no family fortune, no fucking empire, no revenge. Instead, it’s like that son of a bitch broke my jaw all over again. He’s back here in Arizona, living with my woman, being idolized by the entire state like some immortal hero.
I fucking loathe Coswell. However, killing him would be so unsatisfying. I want him to suffer.
Coswell is going to pay. Zahirah will too. I’ve been patient before. I can do it again.
The only thing getting in my way is Hamilton and those fucking partners of his. They are rushing me to do something I can’t right now. I need time to think and come up with a planB.
“You’re running out of time,” Hamilton says as if I don’t already know this.
“Aren’t you getting tired of telling me things I already know?”
“Honest? Yeah, I am. However, I like my life. If I don’t make sure you keep your word, I’m fucked. Bro, what are you going to do?”
I sigh and drag a hand down my face. Words aren’t going to fix this. I resent him thinking if he keeps talking, it’s going to change something.
“I need some time to think without everyone in my ear. If it’s not you, it’s my grandmother,” I bite out.
“Is she considering giving you the money without the marriage?”
“No, she’s still trying to figure out how I fucked things up with Zahirah. She wants her grandson back. She’s been talking about counseling and lawyers.”
