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-Ande to Keene
KEENE
6 months later
“Keene.”
I looked over at Ande to find her dressed for work.
She was wearing navy blue tactical pants, navy blue uniform top with her flight medic patch and Angel Rescue embroidered on the breast pocket. She had a stethoscope thrown around her neck, and her phone was dangling from her hand, pinched between two fingers.
“Yeah?” I asked, putting my own socks and shoes on.
She was heading into work, and I was heading into the circus.
Though, she’d obviously hit a snag when her phone had dropped into the water in the sink.
Which would explain the dripping wet phone.
“What happened?” I chuckled.
“I was talking to my mom on it and had it pinched between my shoulder and face and accidentally dropped it.” She winced.
“That’s literally your second phone to do that in only a month,” I pointed out, not mad at all.
“I know,” she grumbled. “I was supposed to do better… but you know how I am.”
I knew how she was.
Accident prone was too kind of a word for Ande Carter.
“You didn’t accidentally do it on purpose because your mother keeps hounding you about when you’re getting married to me, did you?” I ask curiously.
I’d heard them arguing about it when I’d walked in the room to get my shoes on. It wouldn’t surprise me if she had, to be honest.
Her mom was being a bit overbearing.
It’s like she’d pinned all of her hopes and dreams of super big weddings and babies and all the fun things on Ande now that Addison wasn’t around anymore—and her sons showed no signs of settling down. Ever.
“It was a definite thought,” she admitted. “But really this time it was just me trying to readjust because it was pinching my ear weird, and plop.”
She shook off more suds.
“I’ll take it in today if I have time,” I said as I stood up after tying my boots.
She blew out a breath, then handed me her phone.
I took the still dripping device and placed it on the counter next to her, then pulled her into my arms.
“Ande,” I said softly, smoothing her wild hair away from her face.
Her shoulders drooped. “Yeah?”
“Meet me at the courthouse tonight at five,” I said. “I’ll get your parents.”
She blinked. “What? Why?”
“Because we’re going to get married. We’re going to allow your mom and dad to be there. And we’re going to stop worrying about what everyone wants. My sisters don’t factor into this. Your brothers. Your mom or your dad. This is what we want. And that’s to get married and live happily ever after. You don’t want the fancy wedding, and I only want what you want. So meet me at the courthouse.”
