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“I’m sorry,” I say to no one in particular. I take a few steps forward to where my sleeping nephew rests, his tiny little mouth gaping open in a deep slumber. “He seems to be out pretty good. Maybe you’ll be able to get some sleep,” I add in a hushed whisper.
“Don’t let the stinker fool you, Abby. He’s a pro at taking a power nap so he’s raring to go come midnight,” AJ adds, covering another yawn.
“Let’s get out of here,” Levi says, placing a hand on my back and leading me to our table to gather our belongings.
Sawyer gently places their son in his carrier, while AJ makes sure she has bottles, burp rags, and his soft little toys picked up. Levi grabs my clutch purse before I have a chance to pick it up, which makes me grin.
“What?”
“Red is definitely your color,” I tease.
“Abby is my color,” he replies with a smirk, making my cheeks burn with his innuendo.
Nolan begins to fuss from his seat, his little arms starting to flail and his mouth opening wide, like he’s ready to let out a loud wail. Levi turns around quickly, grabs the pacifier in the seat beside the baby, and gently places it in his mouth. My nephew instantly starts sucking hard, calming himself down until he settles back to sleep. The entire time, Levi stays right there, Sawyer standing by his side, as they watch over the infant.
“There’s nothing sexier than watching two hot guys dote over a baby,” AJ murmurs beside me.
“No kidding,” I reply without taking my eyes off my husband.
Some day, he’s going to make an amazing dad. He loves spending time with each of my nieces and nephews, even holding them when they were tiny babies. He’s gentle, caring, and patient, and my sister’s one hundred percent right – it’s sexy as hell.
“Time to have one?” she asks quietly, as to not draw attention from the two alphas, protectively watching over the sleeping baby.
“We’ve talked about it,” I confess. “We both want kids.”
“No time like the present,” AJ says with a grin. “He’ll be the best dad,” she adds, nodding toward my husband. Levi is softly rubbing Nolan’s foot, adoringly gazing down at the sleeper, and quietly chats with Sawyer.
“He will.” My heart starts to pound in my chest. We’ve talked about it, sure, but I’m not sure we’re there. Okay, so I’m not sure Levi’s there. I’m ready. I’ve always wanted kids some day, and now that I’m spending those days with Levi, it makes me yearn for one that much more. He really will be the best dad ever, and I can’t wait to share that with him.
“Ready?” Levi asks, approaching with a smile.
“Yep,” I reply, following my sister and her husband out the door. “Good night,” I say, one more time, as we reach their car and they go about securing their son in the back seat.
“See you at the salon,” AJ says with a wave.
I can’t believe Meghan is getting married. Finally. It’s been a long time coming. While we all grieved Josh’s death, no one hurt more than my sister, Meghan. It was excruciating to watch, especially when all of us were finding our bit of happiness.
And then Nick came along and showed her how to feel again.
It makes my heart sing with happiness.
“What’s wrong?” Levi asks, pulling me into his arms, placing his thumb and pointer finger under my chin, and tilting it upward. He has always been so in tune to me.
“I’m just happy. For Meghan and Nick,” I tell him, placing my cheek against his chest.
“Me too,” he says, kissing the top of my head and escorting me the rest of the way to his truck.
The ride to our place is quiet, but we’ve discovered over the last several years, we don’t need to fill it with chitchat. Our hands are entwined on the seat between us as a country love ballad plays on the radio. I hum along to the tune, and it doesn’t take long for Levi to join in. Only, he sings.
And it never fails that every time he opens his mouth to sing, my panties are ruined.
“What’s going on over there,” he asks, glancing my way for a second before returning his eyes to the road.
“I was just enjoying listening to you sing.”
His eyes darken as he looks my way one more time. He knows the impact his singing has on my body. “I’m not the only one who’ll be singing when we get home…”
My body ignites, my blood boils as it zips through my veins. I never knew this sort of reaction was actually possible, outside of reading about it in the romance novels I edit, but ever since my relationship with Levi went to the next level, I feel this burn, this yearn for him twenty-four seven. If someone would have asked me about it years ago, I would have said it was a myth, a fable created by women with nothing better to do than dream up fictional men who don’t exist.
But now I know. Now I feel it.
Every day, when I’m with Levi.
I feel it in my heart and soul. I feel it in the way he touches me, looks at me with love and compassion in his eyes, and says all of the things I’ve always dreamed of hearing. But he’s not just saying them to speak – he means them. We’re in this together, through thick and thin, and there’s no one else I’d rather be on this journey with. He’s my best friend, my great love.
And we’re just getting started…
