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“You make me happy, Button.” He kisses my forehead and lets out a breath. “So damn happy.”
One of his arms wraps around me and anchors me to his body, the other plunges a hand into my hair so he can hold me in place as his lips descend. I kiss him back, wanting to get closer, needing it. Too soon he breaks away and I try and follow his lips, pressing up on my tiptoes as I let out a little mewl of disappointment.
“Come on, it’s time to get you out of the house for a little while,” his voice is a husky rasp and I know he’s thinking about forgetting about taking me out so he can haul me back to bed instead.
I don’t know how he has the strength to put some distance between us and I hate the loss of his warmth instantly. When he holds his hand out to me, something flutters inside of me. After I lock our hands together, our fingers twining, we’re off.
I don’t even care where we’re going when we slide into a taxi and head off. It must be someplace with shit parking because Landon does not like going places without being the one driving. I want to look out the window, but Landon starts chatting with me about random things, including telling me some stories about him growing up. I smile when Barrett, Owen and Colt make an appearance in those stories.
I squeeze his hand and speak softly when he looks at me, “You know you have to give it up when it comes to Ella being with them, right?”
He sighs and eyes me, but there’s a playfulness to it which makes me smile. “I know. I’m pretty much over it.” He looks down at our hands, still clasped together and purses his lips, something he does when he’s thinking over his words. “I just wish they would have told me. I hate that they felt like they needed to keep it a secret.” When he looks at me again, there is pain in his eyes. “It stung; you know?”
I give his hand a squeeze and pull him close enough to kiss him by gripping his t-shirt. I murmur against his lips, “I know. I’m sorry. I’m sure they were afraid of your reaction. There’s still a bridge there, Landon. You need to help with restoring it.”
His free hand comes up and cups my cheek, stroking his thumb along the skin under my eye. “I know,” he whispers. “I already am, and I’ll keep doing it. I don’t want to miss out on being an uncle.”
I blink at him a few times, the image of us having our own child slamming into me. It’s something I’ve thought about since the first time we were together. I never let myself think about it before because it stung too much. Now, I’m free to fantasize all I want.
My cocky SEAL who shows me he cares in so many damn ways, smirks at me and I melt against him. When he kisses the top of my head, he murmurs, “I can’t wait until it’s us growing our family.”
“Yeah,” I dreamily breathe out before I jerk back and gape up at him when his words truly sink in. “Are you serious right now?”
There’s a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, but he doesn’t answer. Instead, he rasps, “We’re here.”
I look out the window and notice we’re at Central Park and I go to open the door. I love Central Park and I don’t give a flying fuck if it’s cliché or not. It’s never been the closest green space to me in the city, but it’s my favorite one. Landon clears his throat, and the sound is enough to make me freeze.
When I look at him, he’s got an eyebrow raised. I flash him my most innocent smile and bat my eyelashes at him. With a shake of his head in admonishment, he’s out the door and around to my side.
When we’re out of the taxi, I link my arm in his, more than ready to experience one of my favorite places with the man I love. I’m smiling so big, I’m sure I look like a tourist, but I don’t give a fuck. It’s the perfect day for a stroll here.
There’s a hint of vulnerability in his voice, “You happy?”
I turn to Landon and nod before asking softly, “You remembered?”
Mentioning my love for Central Park was in passing. I didn’t realize he had taken that information and filed it away. I shouldn’t have ever doubted him.
He scoffs and gives me a pointed look causing me to blush. “Of course, I remembered, Piper.” He shakes his head and kisses my temple, before his gaze sweeps around us.
As much as I wish he could relax, I know he won’t because he doesn’t want me to be put in danger. Anyway, his protectiveness is sexy as fuck, and it turns me on. I try and press my thighs together as we walk and I soak up the sun, but it does nothing to help me.
“Thank you,” my words are filled with gratitude as I give his arm a squeeze. “This is perfect.”
I don’t know how long we walk, but I don’t care. It’s not only being out in the sun or being around people which is making this so amazing and recharging. There’s something extra special about being here with Landon. It sets me alight and calms me.
Sometimes we chat, but most of the time we walk with quiet between us, but it doesn’t hang there. It wraps around me in comfort. Just like Landon does.
Well, when he’s not turning me into a pile of orgasmic bliss at least.
“I was thinking,” Landon starts out gruffly and my heart skips a beat in anticipation, “it might be a good idea for me to teach you some self-defense.”
When I glance at him, he looks so damn sincere I can’t help but laugh. It’s adorable when his mouth drops open in surprise. It only makes me laugh harder.
“It’s not even that funny,” I gasp out as I wave a dismissive hand. “I’m not sure why I’m laughing.” I take a deep breath and then let it out slowly, getting myself under control. Landon is staring at me curiously now. “I’m a single woman in New York, you don’t think I’ve taken self-defense?”
He seems to puff up with pride for a moment, but then it quickly deflates. He grits out, “Have you ever had to use it?”
There’s a madness in his eyes which tells me he would like nothing more than to go out and find whoever might have threatened my safety. I shake my head and try not to moan at the look in his eyes.
