Right now I’m looking forward to something else.
A whole damn week of seeing Kelly and not touching her has been the sweetest kind of torture.
Between lawyers, moving, Evan, and her parents arriving, we haven’t had a second alone.
Tonight?Tonight that changes.
“Dad?”Maddox sticks his head into the hallway.“You good if I take off?”
I grin at him and walk over, clapping a hand on his shoulder.
“I’m good, son.But how about you?”
“What do you mean?”He looks puzzled
“Well,” I say, lowering my voice a little, “we never really talked about me marrying Kelly.Evan moving in.All that.”
He looks at me like I just asked the dumbest question in the world.
“Dad, you don’t have to ask my permission to live your life.”
I shrug.“Still.”
He smiles a little.“I’m happy for you.Kelly’s great.And Evan’s a good kid.I just want you to be happy.”
That hits deeper than I expected.
“Good,” I tell him.“Because I am.”
He nods, grabs his jacket, and heads toward the door.
But not before detouring down the hall.
Kelly steps out of Evan’s room just then, paintbrush in one hand, streaks of army green on her old jeans and a loose T-shirt.
Her hair’s pulled up in a messy knot, a few strands falling around her face.
She looks like she just stepped out of one of my best damn fantasies.
Maddox gives her a quick hug goodbye, says something that makes her laugh, and then he’s gone.
The rest of the crew left an hour ago.
Which means the house is quiet.
And in about three seconds…
I’m going to have Kelly McCrae all to myself.
A week of restraint is about to come due.
And I can’t fucking wait.
Chapter25
Kelly
Ican feel him before I even turn around.
