He shrugs, smirking. “Have…fun.”
Fuck yeah, I’ll have fun. Drunk Becca is hell on wheels. I wish I’d hydrated better upstairs.
Micah shifts past Becca, patting her on the head.
“Night…Rocky.”
She swats at him, laughing when he ducks.
She can’t resist poking at him. “Night, Micah. Oh…I totally forgot! Can you bring Holly home with you tomorrow? We’re having a girls night.” I cough out a laugh, seeing Micah’s back tense up. Shit. Becca’s been talking about pushing them closer, and by the sound of it, she’s moved past talking into doing.
Micah’s fists curl, and his words come out strangled. “Okay…Becca.” Then he slaps his palm on the scanner and disappears into his apartment.
I scan my palm next to my door and the lock disengages. I drag a giggling Becca into my place. I hope it’ll be our place soon. She wants us to take our time, but I don’t need any more time to know she’s it for me. I want her with me every night.
Hell, I’ve had her with me every night, but why should we keep staying at the crappy garage apartment with the shitty water pressure when we can be here, on the thirty-seventh floor of the most luxurious high rise in the city.
Becca sighs, stretching tall, giving me a peek at her smooth skin and shadowed curves, then kicks her shoes off before wandering over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The lights from the city below outline her curvy body.
“Kade,” she says softly, “Micah and Holly deserve each other.”
I nod in the darkness, moving toward her, needing her back in my arms. “Yea, baby. They do. But they’re going to have to come around to it in their own time.”
Becca huffs out a laugh. “Between her trauma and his silence, I don’t think they’re going to get there. They need a little push.”
I hum and wrap my arms around her, agreeing, but… “They’ve both got scars, Becca. I know you know that here,” I say, gently tapping her temple. “But here,” I whisper, circling my finger over her heart, “you think it doesn’t matter.”
Her body deflates, and it hurts me that I can’t lie and tell her it’ll be okay. But I know she’d never want that from me. We tell the truth now, always.
Even if it hurts.
That’s why we work.
She turns in my arms, tucking her head into her spot on my shoulder. “I want this for them, Kade. So badly.” She looks up at me, the love shining from her face stealing my breath. “They deserve to be this happy.” I nod, my throat tight. “I’m going to keep trying. I won’t do anything crazy,” she promises. “But I think having them spend time together outside of the shop will help.”
“Okay,” I croak. Christ. She knows she could ask me for anything, to do anything, and I’d do it. But I love that she includes me in her plan. We’re a team.
“Move in with me,” I beg, holding her tighter. I ask every day. Every day, she says not yet. But I won’t stop until she—
“Okay,” she says, her words fanning over my chin. My arms tighten, and my body locks up. I don’t know how long I hold her, but her laughter loosens my muscles. I suck in a breath.
“Okay? Really?” I need this to happen soon. Now, before she changes her mind. “We’ll…we’ll go get everything tomorrow. I’ll bring the truck and grab some boxes, and…” her fingers cover my mouth, silencing me. The scent of her vanilla lotion mixed with beer drifts to my nose.
I freeze, waiting for her to tell me to slow down. That there’s no rush.
But my heart fucking jumps out of my chest when she whispers, “Everything I own is in my car parked downstairs.” Her smile is so big. So bright. I suck in a breath, letting it out slowly, counting to five. Then, I do it again.
“Jesus. Fuck…Where are your keys?” I ask as I throw her over my shoulder.
She’s laughing and slaps my ass. “Kade! I wanted to tie you to the bed. Make you scream my name.”
I pause, conflicted. Drunk Becca…
“No! Don’t distract me, woman. We’re moving you in now.”
I set her down by the front door and crouch to shove her feet into her shoes. She’s laughing at me, but I don’t care. I grab her keys from her open bag, then haul her out the door, stabbing the elevator button.
“What’s the rush, baby?” She laughs. “I’m not going anywhere.”
