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“That I loved her and would rather have a family with her than reach the next level.” I sip my whiskey, smiling.
“Fuck the next level,” Carmine says. “I like this one.” He’s looking back at his wife too and grinning.
Fiona extracts herself from the group of girls and comes over to me. She’s wearing the shoes I bought for her first day of work. I pull her into my lap and kiss her, which makes all the guys groan. Evander flicks water in my direction.
“Jealous pricks,” I say, grinning at them.
“Can I borrow Gareth for a second?” Fiona asks. “I’ll return him, I promise.”
“Keep him,” Evander says. “Worthless lawyer.”
“You three would be in jail a dozen times over if it weren’t for me,” I say, waving as I stand. “Be back soon.”
Fiona pulls me way from the bar, into the main lobby. We stand under the massive oak tree as other patrons mill about the space. She tilts her chin up, asking for a kiss. I’m happy to oblige.
“I don’t actually need anything,” she says, heading her head to my chest. “I just wanted to see you for a minute.”
“Can’t keep your hands to yourself, huh?”
“Guess not. I am pretty pent-up.”
“Of course you are. I haven’t fucked you in—what, six hours?”
“The worst six hours of my life.” She groans, eyes rolling back. “It’s awful.”
“You horny girl.”
“I have a very healthy relationship with my sexuality. Are you complaining?”
“Not at all.” I kiss her again. “I want to take you somewhere. Call it a real honeymoon.”
Her eyebrows arch. “You think I can get time off work already?”
“Do whatever you’re comfortable with. Soon, in a few weeks, in a few months, whatever. I’m not going anywhere. But I demand ten days, minimum.”
“Ten days? Greedy boy.”
“Damn right I’m greedy. Blame yourself for that.”
She smiles, sighs, kisses my neck, and nods. “You’ll get your ten days.”
“Good. Now, should we get back in there? You’re getting along with the other girls really well.”
“They’re good people. I like Camille, I wish she lived closer.”
“We’ll see them plenty, don’t you worry.” I squeeze her hand as we turn back to the bar. “I love you, Fiona. You know that?”
“I know that,” she says, eyes twinkling. “I guess I love you too.”
I laugh, leading her back to the group, where we’re greeted with warmth and laughter—a family I never knew I needed until I found it.
