He reaches down and takes my hand. “What do you say? You ready to get back in there?”
“I’m starved. Let’s go finish eating.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
Quinn
“You have to go.”
I cross my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes. “I don’t have to do anything.”
Charli mimics my stance and glares back. “Yes, you do. You love four-wheeling there.”
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I have to go.”
She huffs and shakes her head. “Listen, Quinn, this time next year, we’ll have a little one in tow, and a lot of the things we enjoyed doing before may be put on hold for a while. You have an opportunity to go, so why don’t you?”
I take a step forward and pull her into my arms. She instantly relaxes, the defensive stature she had seems to ebb away. “I don’t want to go without you and the baby.”
His sweetness always seems to deflate me and bring a smile to my face. “It’s one night.”
“One night too long,” he replies, placing a kiss to my forehead.
I love it when he does that.
“Listen, it’s a guys’ weekend. Everyone is going. I’m going to stay here with Oaklee and Lizzie. We have a whole day planned. Coffee shop, bookstore, and some shopping.”
His eyes sparkle. “Baby shopping?”
I roll my eyes, but the truth is I’ll absolutely be baby shopping. I won’t buy anything big, especially since we have a lot of decisions to make when it comes to the baby and us, but I’ll pick up some little things like gender-neutral clothes or cute little onesies.
He laughs, clearly understanding my no-answer is really my answer. “I still don’t like it.”
“You’ll have fun,” I assure him, knowing he will.
My family goes to an ATV park in Indiana several times a year. Since Lizzie has to work this weekend, and Collin will be at the fire station for part of it, they decided just to do one night instead of the usual two. I always go too, but with being pregnant and the fact Lizzie isn’t going, we decided to make it a girls’ weekend at home while the guys go do their thing. Everyone is going, including Wyatt, Alex, and a few others who don’t always make it on every trip. I know they’ll have fun, and yes, I’ll miss him, but I think this is important for us as a couple, to still be able to do things separately, even though we’d rather do them together.
“I guess,” he mumbles with a sigh.
“I already packed your bag.” I flash him a cheeky grin.
He barks out a laugh. “Of course you did.”
“And your four-wheeler is loaded up on the trailer.”
“Figures.”
“Now, get going. They’re pulling out of Wyatt’s in thirty minutes,” I tell him with a pat on the ass.
“Thirty minutes, huh? Well, it’ll take me about ten to get to Wyatt’s place. My bag is packed, my four-wheeler is loaded.What should I do with the remaining twenty?” He’s already backing me toward his bedroom.
“We could get something to eat. I’m always hungry,” I tease, my body already igniting with desire.
His grin is wolfish as he pulls me against him, grinding his erection against my core. “Funny, I’m hungry too.”
The door slams shut behind us, and he sets out to show me exactly howhungryhe is.
