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“So,” I say, trailing behind her. “Noah wants your number.”
Lennon’s head whips around. “Absolutely fucking not.”
Exactly.
“She’ll kill you if you give him her number,” Ellis says, and I turn to plant a kiss on her temple, my arm still firmly in place around her shoulders.
“I might risk it,” I say. “Out of spite.”
We grab the luggage and head out to the car where we all pile in. Between Lennon’s car sickness if literally anyone else drives, and my fear of the woman, I end up in the back seat, holding Ellie’s hand from her position up front.
“So,” I lean forward and insert myself between them.
“Put your seatbelt on,” Lennon complains, turning the air conditioning tounbelievably frigid. Just like her soul.
I ignore her. “They offered me a more permanent position.”
Ellie turns around, her eyes lighted. “What?” she says. “You’re serious!”
“Dead serious.”
She pulls on her seatbelt, shifting around so she can grab my face and plant a kiss on my lips. “That’s such good news.”
“If you don’t put your seatbelt on, you really will bedead serious,” Lennon starts. “And sit down Ellis, I can’t lose you, too.” Lennon swats at her, but it doesn’t wipe the grin off her face.
It’s an expression I’m thankful for.
After I sent Lennon and Cass over to her house, Ellie called me the following morning. Something eased in her, and I couldn’t have been more thankful for it.
She’d told me she could handle it alone, but I knew better.
Family is important when life rocks the boat. It’s better to have someone out at sea with you.
As for Adam, I hope I never run into that fucker–especially after what he said to Ellis.
I reach for the aux cord, snatching it directly out of Lennon’s phone and causing her to curse–violently.
Plugging in my own phone, I quickly scroll through my favorites until I find a familiar song–one that Ellie may kill me for playing on the car radio.
As soon as the strum of the guitar overtakes the vehicle, Ellie’s voice floats through the air, her head in her hands.
“Oh my god, Finn. Turn that garbage off!”
I smile, leaning as far forward as I can–if only to be closer to her. “Absolutely not. We made this masterpiece. Don’t you want to share it with the world?”
“It’s just Lennon,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Hey,” Lennon’s tone is sharp as her eyes flick briefly to the stolen aux cord. “I am the world.”
I laugh, sitting back in my seat as the song plays through the speakers–a reminder of that first night–the one where I laid my past bare during the quiet hours before the sun’s light bled over the earth.
Ellie’s cheeks are stained pink when the song ends, and Lennon quickly retrieves the cord, threatening me before promptly changing the music on the radio.
The trees pass along the highway as Lennon and Ellis go on talking about some house Lennon is looking at buying. I guess she saved enough at her job as a secretary to look into it.
I don’t pay much attention, drumming my fingers on my knee and losing myself in thought–thinking back to the bucket list Ellie sent me what feels like forever ago, and wondering how many more adventures we’ll get to go on.
Epilogue
