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“Different people bring different things out of you. Rachel reminds me of all the things I could have had. Her kindness leaves me yearning for a simpler life.”
I nod, agreeing. “Yeah,” I chuckle. “But we’re getting there, right?”
After half a minute of silence, I insist. “Right, Sam?”
He smiles. “We’re getting our happily ever after. Nothing will ever get in our way. It’s going to be the four of us, until the end of time.”
A weight lifts off my shoulder. The fear of Sam being a hitman is heavy to carry. Every time he leaves with his guns, his ammunition, and dressed all in black, my heart chips away. It’s small, one at a time, but in two years, my heart has re-shaped itself, piece by piece, to the fear of losing him.
It could take one moment of inattention, one person just a little more skilled than him. Just one job gone wrong, and I would lose him.
I shiver at the thought as he brings me closer to him. He stays above my head as I nestle against his neck. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“And I love your little arse.”
“Ass,” I correct him.
“It’s mine. I can call it what I want.”
“Sure thing,” I cackle. Just as I calm down, a hand squeezes said ass. “Was that you?”
“What?”
“Hey, lovebirds,” Rose’s hoarse laugh reaches us as she makes her way up, purposely sneaking between us.
“You just have to put yourself between us, don’t you?” Sam scolds her.
“That’s what I’ve been doing for months, baby. Keep up.”
I explode into a loud laugh, grabbing Rose’s jaw with one hand. I pull her face toward mine until I’m kissing her. My tongue strokes her sealed lips, and she parts them open for me. Our make-out session is cut short by someone pushing on my other side.
Rachel is squeezing her way into the open sunroof.
“I hope we don’t get stuck,” she says as we all end up tight against each other.
“I can’t breathe,” I rasp.
“I just want to take a selfie!” she exclaims. She smells of her chamomile shampoo and champagne.
Squeezing herself in front of all of us, Rose wraps an arm across her, practically choking Rachel with her forearm. Rachel puts her phone up. On the screen, I see the reflection of the four of us.
Sam has a small smile tipped at the corner of his lips, enjoying the moment quietly. His tattoos are peeking from under his suit, on his neck, and on the sides of his head. His big arm sneaks behind Rose and wraps around my waist, which he holds like his life depends on it.
Rose’s hair is landing on Sam. A spider web like the hold she has on his entire being. She has one arm back, snaking behind Sam’s neck and the other around Rachel. My own hand is in her hair, holding her tightly to make sure she never escapes me. Rose buries herself in the crook of Rachel’s neck, leaving a kiss and making her squeal as she takes the first picture.
On the second, I pull Rose’s head back, and Sam and I both drop a kiss on her cheeks as Rachel looks up at us from the front.
On the third, we all exploded in endless laughter.
And just like that, with a few selfies, a couple of kisses, and the wind in our hair…we’re happy.
Just like that, we’ve made our quadruple work.
We all slide down back inside. Rose and Rachel take a side and Sam and me another. Rachel slips something into Rose’s ear and giggles before hiding her face against her. Rose whispers something back and grabs her waist until she’s sitting on her lap, facing us.
“You’re drunk, Rach,” I laugh. “I’ve never seen you drunk.”
