Page 108 of Finding Fate
He’s so serious I become nervous, and considering the topic of our conversation, my thoughts escalate to dangerous. “Confessions are rarely good. Fuck. What? Just tell me.”
“You remember that day when Konnor and Presley showed up with you in Miami? When I woke up to you gone, I thought you’d gotten a taste of us again and it wasn’t what you thought so you bolted.” He takes one look at me. “Yes, Gabby, I know it was stupid, especially now that I know that’s likely when you got pregnant, but I’ve never been able to think straight when it comes to you and that night meant everything to me.” I can’t help but smile. He knew better. A man’s ego is his downfall. He runs his hand over the top of his head. “When those girls were there and I knew I was dead where I stood after one look in your eyes, I was secretly hoping you’d do a little damage before you let them walk away. I know it’s wrong, but that day at the water park when you gave that lifeguard an ass whooping over me is still one of my favorite memories.”
I grab my door handle and open the door, quickly getting out. “Where are you going?” he asks as I shut the door on his question. I can feel his eyes on me as I round the front of the car, and without a pause, I jerk his open and come inside the car, gripping the back of his neck as I lay one on him. He groans into my mouth as his kiss quickly turns needy.
I pull away, laughing when he tries to fight me. “Since we’re reminiscing, do you remember that time you showed me the inside of one piece of your dad’s heavy logging equipment because I wanted to see what you do when you work with your dad? I never understood what operating heavy equipment meant.”
His cheeks flush as he remembers. “The guys on my dad’s crew gave me shit for months after they found your handprints on the windows of the skidder from where we fogged them up. I was scared they were going to tell my dad. They wiped them down instead.”
“I remember you telling me about that. We have some time before our flight. Want to reenact it?”
His breathing turns rampant. “Go get on the four-wheeler while I get the shop keys and make up something to tell Mom and Dad.”
“Have I ever told you how much I love that you go along with my crazy schemes?”
“Your crazy schemes always benefit me and add to the best memories I have.”
I glance down at his lap. “How are you going to hide that when you walk inside?”
He smirks. “I’ve been hiding hard-ons from my parents since I started getting them. I’ll be fine.” Then he slaps my ass. “Now go.”
I back out of the car and take off running. He’s right about one thing. All of our best memories have each other in them. I smile. I got him. We have a lifetime to make more.
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Presley
Konnor grabs our luggage out of the back of the SUV. I jump up and down clapping as I stare out at the snow-covered roof of the cabin. I was worried we’d miss it. Now that we came here for a white Christmas last year, I’m not sure I ever want to change our tradition.
The chimney is smoking, confirming it’s good and warm for us, and the lights are on, giving a soft glow against the beautiful mountainous backdrop of the Rockies. Riggan and Sayler have been here since their wedding. Since she’s due to have a baby in a little over a month, her doctor cleared her for flying, but not a long distance, so she asked if they could just come early and spend several days alone before everyone else joined. I think she wanted to stay true to the whole winter theme too.
The back gate of the SUV closes and Konnor steps up beside me with a suitcase in each hand, mine the bigger of the two. “Can you believe it’s been an entire year since we’ve been here? So much has happened since then. We weren’t even married then, and now here we are, married and having a baby.”
“Time flies when you’re having fun,” he says, making me laugh. No truer words ever spoken. One day we’ll be able to say we’ve spent a lifetime together. I wonder how many people can say that in the world.
I glance at him. “Did you remember to get the most important part?”
He leans over and kisses me. “Yes, baby. I got them.”
I grin at the handsome man in his black half zip sweater and jacket and light wash jeans. He’s sexy when he wears black. I’ve always loved his inky black hair. I hope our baby gets it. “When are Maddox and Gabby going to be here? I can’t wait much longer. I’m dying to know if we’re right.”
“I think their flight was scheduled right after ours. Depending on their layover compared to ours, they could already be here. They didn’t have to come as far since they left way earlier to take Madden to Maddox’s parents’ house.”
I squeal. “Let’s go.”
I start to take off running in my winter boots, but I don’t get very far before two arms wrap around me, halting me. My back hits a muscular chest. “No running. The driveway is covered in snow and ice.” His hands go to my baby bump, and the way he rubs it makes me want to go to sleep. “I can’t handle you slipping and falling. You’re carrying our baby.”
My shoulders fall. “You’re right. I’m just excited. Let me roll a suitcase. It’ll slow me down.”
The door to the cabin opens and Maddox walks outside in a long sleeve shirt and jeans with no jacket. He shivers but continues to walk toward us. I pull up the handle of Konnor’s suitcase as Konnor picks up mine. “Leave it,” Maddox says, taking it from me. “Pregnant girls don’t carry heavy shit.”
“I was going to roll it. Konnor scolded me for running so I figured it’d help. How long have you guys been here?”
He shivers again. “About thirty minutes.”
“Where is your jacket?”
“Inside. Gabby said y’all pulled up and for me to see if Konnor needed help with luggage. I went outside without thinking about the fact we’re not in the south anymore. I’m not used to this kind of cold. My nutsack is going to be a raisin because my nuts are in my stomach.”