“AND DINOSAUR BALLOONS!” Gia shouts.
Matteo gasps.
“More Dinosaur balloons?”
He starts fumbling frantically with his seatbelt. Gabby is still laughing when she turns back to me, amber eyes shining.
And fuck.
That sound. That smile.
My Honey Girl happy in my truck with her son laughing behind us and my asshole Alpha outside giving me shit.
I don’t know when this became something I wanted.
But I do. I fucking want it.
All of it.
Gabby leans over and kisses my cheek. I turn my head toward her.
“Careful.”
“Why?”
I glance pointedly at her mouth.
“Kissing eyes.”
She laughs all over again. My chest goes tight.
Fuck.
This woman.
I love her.
The realization slams into me like a two ton weight.
“Rowan? You okay.”
I nod. I can’t talk.
Not yet.
This woman is gonna drive me crazy for the rest of my life. I just know it.
And I can’t fucking wait.
I inhale, trying to get myself under control.
We get out of the truck. And Matteo launches himself from the backseat like somebody fired him from a cannon.
“DINOSAURS!”
“Don’t run—”
Too late.