Page 70 of Before the Sunset


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“You’re ridiculous. No more crazy talk until we leave here.” I cleared my throat just as a loud ruckus had us all turning to see Mr. Larson walking into the back room, carrying what looked like a small version of a wedding cake.

It was three tiers with white icing and pink flowers running around each layer of cake. There was a figurine on the top with brown curls, wearing a princess gown.

“Hey there, y’all. Miss Gracie, your uncle Finny sent over a special cake in honor of your tea party.”

“You dicknut,” Cage hissed under his breath. “You got a five-year-old a wedding cake. You know I don’t like her to eat too much sugar because it always makes her cry after.”

“She pointed it out to me a few weeks ago in the window at Larson’s bakery.”

“So, you just bought it for her?”

“Yes. Exactly. And so what if she cries a little after? You can get in touch with your feminine side, brother. Plus, everyone loves cake. So, let’s cut the cake and get a move on.” Finn stood and moved around the table to hug Gracie while everyone gaped at the sweet monstrosity. My chest squeezed as I watched him. He’d always been that guy. If we were with a group of friends in high school and someone said they were hungry, Finn would appear out of nowhere with a sandwich for them. He genuinely loved to do things for others, and it was one of my favorite traits about him.

But seeing him dote on little Gracie—well, that was hitting me with all the feels. Hell, my ovaries were getting in on the celebration. Finn would make a great dad if he had any desire to actually be in a real relationship. But he’d always said he was content being an uncle.

I couldn’t imagine not being a mama, and I knew my biological clock was ticking. The fear in the back of my mind that the chemo may have hurt my chances and that I wouldn’t ever get pregnant was there, but I always tried to push it away. My doctor said there was a very good chance I’d be fine. I was open to adopting, as well, if it wasn’t in the cards for me.

It’s funny, my being diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma left me feeling an urgency about motherhood. But that was around the time that Finn started saying he’d never get married or have kids. Trauma does different things to different people, I guess. Carl had always said he wanted us to start a family as soon as we were married. We’d always been on the same page.

I shook myself from my thoughts when Finn handed me a piece of cake.

“Let’s take some home so I can cover your tits with icing and take my time cleaning you up,” he whispered close to my ear again.

Damn it. I was getting all sweaty and flustered.

He devoured his cake quickly and then stared at me as I scooped the icing onto my fork and popped it into my mouth.

“The sun is going to set soon. If you want to ride, we need to get going.” He raised a brow.

Cage laughed so loudly that it startled everyone. “It’s two o’clock in the afternoon. The sun’s got a while, brother. But you two better run along before you lose daylight.”

He oozed sarcasm, and everyone laughed, though they looked completely confused by the conversation.

I was scooping some more icing onto my fork when Finn jumped to his feet. “Love you all. We’re out of here.”

Finn rolled his eyes when I made my way around the table to hug everyone goodbye.

When did he get so impatient?

And why was I suddenly nervous?

We stepped out of The Tipsy Tea and headed to his truck. Once he got into the driver’s seat and we were pulling away from the curb, I turned to face him.

“What was that about? Where’s the fire?” I said over my laughter.

“The fire? It’s in my fucking pants, Miney. I need to be inside you right now. I can’t wait one more minute. And if you keep looking over at me with those gorgeous green eyes, I’ll pull this truck over and fuck you right here in the cab. Give the whole town something to talk about.”

My jaw dropped, my mouth hanging open as my heart raced so fast that I was certain he could hear it.

This was really happening.

I’d never had anyone want me the way Finn wanted me.

And I liked it.

A lot.

“Well, I suggest you get us home quickly, then. Show me what I’ve been missing.”

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