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We ended up talking the entire night. I meant what I said; I’d do whatever I needed to win her back. We talked, and we cried — I swear, it was mostly her tearing up — and we made promises.
The grand gesture was pretty low-key, but it worked. I got my girl back, and we were a hundred times stronger than before. Living life secure in each other’s love was worth all the angst we had to go through to get there.
That’s not to say that there weren’t going to be plenty of flash mobs, yachts, diamonds, roses, and hopefully a jumbotron in her future. The giant flash cards were definitely way too cheesy.
Chapter 36
Lacey
Bash called the big bed perched on the top floor of the treehouse cabin, our nest. If he could keep me in the nest for the entire four days that we were here, he would. The circular room was surrounded by windows on all sides and was sparse in furniture and decor except for the bed. At night, we could see some stars peeking through the leafy canopy through the domed skylight.
In the morning, the birds woke before dawn and started their morning chorus. For a city girl, I was less than thrilled with the surprisingly loud wake-up call. Sitting on the deck during the day and listening to their song was peaceful. At 4 a.m., the chorus was deafening.
This morning, I’d eventually fallen back to sleep, but now nature was calling. Unfortunately, the bathroom was down a spiral staircase on the main floor. I delayed as long as I could before having to get up. Bash mumbled an objection to me leaving the nest, but he was exhausted, so he didn’t put up much of a fight. We’d had so much sex in the last 48 hours, I was surprised either of us was still functioning.
It was the perfect morning to grab a cup of coffee and sit on the deck, so I started the coffeemaker before tending to my business. When that was completed, I fixed a coffee for Bash and myself and then headed out onto the wraparound deck.
Holes were cut into the flooring of the deck in three spots, where tree trunks passed right through. A hammock that was tied between two of the trees was gently flapping in the breeze.
The main treehouse structure was elevated from the ground, with the bedroom rising about 18 feet into the trees. From a distance, the treehouse looked like a mini castle — it was tall and skinny with an odd turret-like extension. The circular bedroom was tucked behind the structure and looked a bit like a UFO landing on top. It was an odd sight, but the inside was lavishly appointed. It was the perfect hideaway.
I sat back to enjoy the morning. The breeze had picked up some and some gray clouds were rolling in. The birds that I had cursed quite creatively in my head hours ago were silent.
As I knew he would, Bash joined me on the deck a few minutes later. He had thrown on a pair of sweatpants but didn’t bother with a shirt. It was a treat for my eyes, but I shivered looking at him. Even in late spring, it was still chilly in the morning hours.
“Morning.” He kissed the top of my head and then sunk into the outdoor loveseat beside me. “Looks like a storm is rolling in.”
Just then, we heard a distant rumble of thunder. I grabbed my phone off the table. It felt like we were in the middle of nowhere, but in reality, we weren’t too far off the beaten track. Civilization was close by. I opened my weather app. “Thunderstorm. Looks like it’ll be raining in about 15 minutes.”
Bash took a sip of his coffee. “Looks like we’re going to have to skip that hike.”
We’d promised each other that today we’d leave the nest and hike out to see the waterfall that was supposedly a 30-minute hike away. “Hmmm. I guess we’re stuck inside.”
A smile teased his lips. “What are we going to do?”
I waved my phone at him. “I could read that new time-traveling romance novel I’ve been meaning to get to.”
Bash pushed his bottom lip out in a pout, but then quickly recovered his mischievous grin. “How about you download the audiobook, and we can listen to it while I tie you to the bed — naked and spreadeagled — and do all sorts of wicked things to you?”
A pulse of longing throbbed between my legs. I couldn’t resist him. He knew exactly how to get me going. “Sweeten the pot a little, and it’s a possibility.”
He laughed. “You are so perfect. How soon can we be married again? I miss my wifey.”
Bash hadn’t called me wifey since our divorce and I missed it. “Uh, we just got divorced two months ago.”
He gathered me in his arms and pulled me onto his lap. “But I want to be wifed up as soon as possible. Maybe I could put a baby in you today. What are we waiting for? Let’s ditch the condoms. I think we just about went through the entire box, anyway.”
I inhaled a shaky breath. The last two months had been incredible. We were dating and, more importantly, we were communicating. We’d gone straight back to having sex because I saw no need to deprive either of us of something so good, and I had unofficially moved into Bash’s house with him. We weren’t keeping any secrets anymore, to ourselves or to our friends and family.
A roll of thunder bounced along the clouds.
“Let’s elope.” I said it out loud.
Bash looked stunned. “Right now?”
I bit my lip. “Maybe?”
He was staring at me like he was trying to read my mind. “You wouldn’t miss all the bells and whistles like at Kaylie’s wedding?”
