“I remember,” he says with a wink, then turns back to the cabinet. He pulls out four mugs, setting them next to the coffee maker.
Kane sets the spatula in his hand on the counter and rounds the island. He runs his fingers over her face, kissing her forehead. “Were we too rough with you last night?”
“No,” she says, shaking her head against me.
“You sure?” he asks again.Oh, Kane…He has too big of a heart for his own good.
She nods. “I’m a little sore,” she says, wiggling against me. “But in a good way.” I give her thighs a squeeze, which makes her tighten the hold her legs have on me.
I set her on one of the stools at the island just in time for Wyatt to slide a steaming mug in front of her.
“My hero,” she says, beaming at him with stars in her eyes. She wraps both her hands around the cup, bringing it closer to her mouth as she blows on the hot liquid.
The moan she makes after her first sip has my cock twitching in my sweats. I’m not the only one who notices because Kane spins around, nearly smacking me in the face with the damn spatula that’s back in his hand.
“I want to make a cataloged list of all the ways I can get you to make that exact noise,” Wyatt says, leaning his elbows on the counter.
Abby smirks. “You won’t see me complaining about that.”
There’s just something so natural about having her here. I thought it the week she was here under the guise of helping after Kane’s injury, and I think it now.
The way the banter and conversation flow is easy, much like the way we all move around one another. No one is really thinking too hard about what to do or say. It just is.
My own parents showed me what a relationship should never be. Sinthia and David have shown me for decades what it means to be with someone through the ups and downs and still love each other unconditionally.
It might look different, but I have a feeling deep in my gut that this is the real thing. I think we were all meant to be a part of each other’s lives.
I’ve never been in love before. I haven’t even gotten close, but I’ve felt myself falling for Abby over the last few weeks.
I tried to lie to myself at first because I couldn’t wrap my head around it. It was foreign and scary, but eventually the way my heart felt like it was hammering out of my chest at the mere mention of her was all the verification I needed.
She found her way past the walls I had built around my heart. She accomplished what I thought to be impossible.
After last night, I’m no longer falling. I’m in love with her.
Grabbing the mug Wyatt offers me, I lean my ass back against the counter. I take a sip, letting my eyes lock on Abby.
She’s joking with Wyatt about something with a big smile on her face, but I have no idea what they’re talking about. I’m too focused on her.
She’s a part of me now. I know it’s going to kill a part of me to only have her in secret, but I’ll carry the burden on my shoulders if it means there’s a chance I will get to have her wholly and in the open one day.
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
Abby
Tuckingmy ski poles under my arm, I move my goggles over my eyes and stare up at the brilliantly blue sky. We couldn’t have picked a better day to go skiing. We got a fresh batch of snow two days ago but today is sunny and warm.
Today is the first full day the guys and I have been able to sneak away together in… ever, I guess.
With a little help from both sets of Mav’s grandparents, my guys and I have the whole day to ourselves, where we know Mav and Oliver are taken care of. They will honestly be having more fun than they would have if we were with them.
I would have been fine doing absolutely nothing today as long as we got to do it together.
We’ve been doing this whole testing-the-waters thing for almost two months now. The only thing keeping this from feeling like a real relationship is the fact that we’re hiding it from people in our lives, mainly our kids.
These two months have been both the best and worst of my life. Being with them has healed a part of me I didn’t even realize was broken.
Our relationship as a whole has grown, but my individual relationships with all of them have also grown deeper with eachpassing day. Every time I have to act like they don’t mean everything to me, an ache builds sharper in my chest.
