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“Well, then I guess we’ll just have to be an irritating dummy and an irritating smarty-pants, together. Seems like a good duo to me,” he says with a wink.
I smile up at him. “I suppose it does.”
He leans down and I start to close my eyes anticipating his lips on mine.
“Isa?” he asks, his breath against my lips.
“What?” I ask, my voice laced with need.
“I am buying you a new car. Please for the love of God, let me win this argument. You can help pick it out, but please,” he begs.
I laugh. “What if I say no?” I ask, keeping my eyes closed.
“Then a new one might just show up anyhow.”
I shake my head. “You are impossible, Mr. Wellington.”
His lips press to mine, and I can tell he’s grinning. “But you wouldn’t have it any other way, Ms. Garren,” he says against my skin and then he kisses me. And I forget that I was mad at him, I forget about everything, except how much I love him, even when he is an irritating beast.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
Adam
Two months later…
“We’re going to be late,” I say from the stairwell.
“Give me two minutes!” Isa yells.
“That’s Isa for forty-five minutes,” Bastian says as he walks past me.
“If she’s not down here in five minutes, I’m going up there and—”
“Ready,” Isa says as she steps down toward me.
Bastian and I both look up at her. She looks beautiful, as always, but tonight she’s glowing.
Bastian whistles and Isa giggles. I sweep her into my arms.
“You ready for this, beautiful?” I ask.
“Yes. So ready!” she says excitedly.
It’s the official grand opening of the new library tonight. She’s been working so hard, and I couldn’t be prouder of her.
“Your father already messaged. They will meet us there in an hour,” I say.
She rolls her eyes. “He’s sent me about thirty texts today confirming the time. I think he’s more nervous for me than I am.”
“You have nothing to be nervous about. This is just a celebration. You’ve already done all the hard work,” I point out.
“I know…I just…I can’t believe this happened,” she says. She looks up at me. “I owe it all to you.”
I shake my head. “No, you owe it all to yourself. None of this would have happened if you hadn’t hauled your ass over here in a snowstorm—”
“It wasn’t storming when I left,” she cuts me off as she rolls her eyes.
“Well, it all happened because you didn’t give up on your dream,” I state as I look into those warm brown eyes.
