Kiss me.
Take me.
Make me hers.
The last bit of my fear vanishes as she deepens the kiss, and my body practically melts in her arms.
My entire family begins cheering loudly.
“You go, girl!” Melody chimes.
“I knew you could do it, bro,” Aspen says, winking at me.
Sunny chuckles against my mouth as she pulls away. “Guess we gave them a little peepshow.”
“I don’t care,” I mutter, hard already. “Do it again.”
Her fingers unlatch to push a single index finger under my chin. “Beg.”
“Please,” I whimper.
There’s that beautiful, deranged smile again that makes me feel like I’m floating on cloud nine.
She gives me a peck on the lips, then pulls Orion in too with her other hand and slams her lips onto his right in front of everyone too.
“Two?!” Cecelia gasps. “Oh, you’re greedy.”
Elliot grins at her. “Ah, it runs in the family.”
The door opens up, and Atreus Foley saunters out of the courtroom. It’s as though the entire hallway suddenly drops ten degrees, judging by the way our extended families glare at him like they want his head on a pike.
They’d probably hang, draw, and quarter him, then toss him up to the vultures if it were up to Sunny’s mom.
“You … you have some nerve showing up here, Foley,” she growls.
“I’m just passing through,” Atreus mumbles.
“Who was that fucker José that you brought into the room? Why didn’t you find him sooner?” Sunny’s dad barks.
“Justice doesn’t let anyone dictate how fast it should come,” Atreus responds. “It happens when it happens.”
“Well, then it should’ve happened sooner. You’re the one who kept her locked in a jail cell,” Kai growls. “Shame on you.”
“Guys, stop. It’s okay, I’m fine,” Sunny says. “Jail is nothing compared to the hell inside my brain.” Her laughter echoes through the halls, making everyone look at her like she’s lost her marbles.
But this is exactly the Sunny I fell in love with.
“If you’ll excuse me …” Atreus mumbles, as he waltzes past our families.
He throws one glance at us and quickly tosses his jacket over his shoulder as he nonchalantly tries to pass us, but both Sunny and him still catch each other’s gaze when they cross paths.
And from the way she looks at him, I can tell …
If I want this to work, her and me, I need to learn to share.
“Talk to him,” I whisper.
She nods, and gives me a final peck on the cheeks that means the world to me, before she follows him down the hallway. “Atreus, wait.”
