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A comfortable silence filled the air, and the two of us just sat in our chairs, looking out toward the lake and watching the way the moon glowed off the water.
Tomorrow, we would all head back home to New York, and I found myself recounting the week’s events. From the power outages back in the city to the last-minute trip to the lake house to my brothers and our friends showing up unexpectedly, it had been one hell of a week.
Lots of ups and some downs, but mostly just a lot of fun.
And I couldn’t deny that I was heading back to New York with a huge weight of uncertainty lifted off my shoulders.
Two nights ago, I was able to tell Wes how I was really feeling about the whole kids and pregnancy thing. All of my fears and concerns and confusion. And that conversation led to us both deciding that we were happy with the way things were. We were happy with our little family, and it was okay that we weren’t going to have any more kids.
And my husband, while sometimes broody on the outside, showed just how much of a romantic he was deep down. The memories of the dance we’d shared the other night would be forever etched on my heart.
I would never forget the song he chose to play that night—“Red, White, & You.”
I would never forget the way he held me and pressed sweet kisses to my lips.
And I would never forget how his voice sounded as he sang the lyrics into my ear.
Man, falling in love with Wes Lancaster is certainly one of the best things that has ever happened to me.
The mere thought of that spurred a memory in my mind, and I turned to look at my brother. “The other day, before we ended up in that food fight, you were just bullshitting about the whole never falling in love thing, right?”
He tilted his head to the side. “Why would I bullshit about something like that?”
“So, you weren’t?” I asked, and he shook his head.
“I’m a man of integrity, sis. You might not always like what I have to say, but I’m gonna give it to you straight. Something, ironically, I hearwivesdon’t like very much.”
A frown creased the corners of my lips. “Jude, that makes me feel so…sad.”
“Why?” he questioned. “I’m happy being single.”
I searched his eyes.
“Winnie, I promise you, I’m all good,” he stated. “So, you can stop looking at me like that.”
“I’m not looking at you like anything.”
He guffawed. “Yeah, you are. You’re looking at me like you feel sorry for me or some shit.”
“I swear, I’m not. I just want you to be happy.”
“Like I said, Iam.”
I narrowed my eyes. “But I feel like that’s what someone would say if they weren’t happy, and they were trying to hide the truth.”
He burst into laughter. “That’s a seriously fucked-up way of thinking.”
“I can’t help it.” I grinned. “I guess I’m just concerned that all the crap our own absent father put us through, and the way shit went down with Remy all those years ago…that, I don’t know, maybe it’s, like, fucked up your view of love and relationships.”
Jude grew quiet for a moment, but eventually, he asked, “Did you ever hear about the fortune-teller we went to?”
“Wait…what?Who went to a fortune-teller?”
“Remy, Flynn, Ty, and me,” he answered. “The night of Rem’s bachelor party.”
“Seriously?”
He nodded. “And you know what’s crazy?”
