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“It feelsperfect,” he corrects, kissing the top of my head.
We stay tangled up, basking in the bliss we’ve somehow found together. I never thought I’d end up with someone like Hendrix, but now I can’t picture life any other way.
ELEVEN
Locklyn
Five Years Later…
“I can’t waitto see Hendrix’s face,” Malia says with a laugh as she folds up the little onesie and places it back in the gift bag.
“Me either,” I admit with a soft smile.
Elodie nudges me, and I glance over to where she’s looking just in time to see Hendrix’s car pull up out front. I hurry to fix the tissue paper in the bag, and we set it on the counter before we all race over to the kitchen table.
Hendrix and I just moved into this place a few months ago. We’ve been renting an apartment downtown since graduating, but the guy’s garage has finally started to take off. We were able to buy this house then, and it’s a good thing because the two of us are about to become the three of us.
Hendrix, Thorne, and Kade all graduated three years ago, and they immediately opened their shop here in Sequoia and started building it up. They’ve had quite a few customers since then. Kids who knew them from their racing days or had at least heard about their reputation.
It wasn’t until they landed this big restoration job that things really took off, though. The guy was some bigshot from Los Angeles. His car had broken down when he was in town and he had taken it to them. He was impressed with their work and started sending them classic cars that needed to be brought back to life.
I graduated with Malia and Elodie a year after the guys. We all wanted to stay in Sequoia, so we decided to pool our resources and knowledge and opened up our own boutique here in town. I get to work with my best friends every day and I love that we’re still so close to each other.
Business has really taken off in the last year for us. We’re a big hit with the college crowd and since the nearby towns are all about as small as Sequoia, we get a lot of people who come from there to shop. It’s cheaper and easier than driving to Los Angeles.
“Hey,” Hendrix greets us as he comes in. “We got invited to the race track. Some punk is saying that he could beat us.”
“Fool.”
Hendrix laughs, the sound happy and full of love.
“I know, right?”
“Are you going to go?” Elodie asks.
“If Locklyn wants to.”
He turns to look at me and I clear my throat.
“Maybe. I actually have a surprise for you tonight,” I tell him, and he blinks.
“Then we’re not leaving this house,” he tells me, his voice low and husky.
It has my nipples pebbling in my bra and I squirm in my chair. The movement only has Hendrix’s eyes darkening even more.
Malia clears her throat and I blink, blushing as I turn back to my friends.
“Hey, is Mal here?” Kade calls as he and Thorne both walk in the front door.
“In here!” She calls and soon we’re all clustered around the kitchen table.
I had debated telling Hendrix in private but he’s closer than brothers with these guys. He would want them to be here too. They’re our family after all.
“You need to leave,” Hendrix tells them, and I choke back a laugh.
“What?” Thorne asks, obviously outraged.
It’s obvious that Hendrix is still thinking that my surprise is something sexual, and I mean, I could be convinced of that. My husband is looking damn good in his grease streaked white shirt and tight jeans.
