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“You’ll be fine, and all of this will work out exactly how it was always supposed to.”
I stay in the same spot, watching her when he walks away.
Shadow listens intently as she speaks, no doubt explaining with too much detail about what she needs and why. I know her enough to know that she isn’t happy about all of these things being paid for by someone else. She also isn’t foolish enough to refuse it either. I’m fairly certain she’s already trying to formulate a plan to pay it all back, just as I’m certain that Kincaid would never let it happen.
Chapter 28
Mila
The atmosphere in the vehicle feels different from how it did on the drive in. The air isn’t clouded with a million questions. I don’t have the answers to everything, but I’m in a better position of understanding after speaking with him earlier.
Vincent clasps my hand in his when I go to pull it back after adjusting the air conditioner.
It probably shouldn’t thrill me the way it does. I feel like a schoolgirl holding her crush’s hand which is ridiculous considering the things I’ve done with this man.
I want to sink inside of him when he rubs his thumb back and forth over the top of my hand. It has to be the most non-sexual touch, but my body doesn’t understand the difference between this and his hands on my naked skin.
He chuckles when I swallow, telling me he’s well aware of the way my body reacts to his. I’d feel embarrassed if two seconds later he didn’t shift in his own seat.
“I think we can give Jace the rest of this week to get acclimated, but then he’ll need to get started back to school,” he says.
I turn my head and blink in his direction. That was the very last thing I thought he’d say right now.
I figured we were seconds away from him unzipping his pants and asking for road head.
“Okay,” I say stupidly, trying my best to get on the same wavelength as him.
“And Luca will start kindergarten in the fall.”
I nod. “I was wondering how all that would work.”
“They’ll go to the nursery on a regular schedule. Next week, Luca will do what the non-school kids do, and Jace will be with the school-aged kids.”
“No, I mean how do we get them registered?”
Vincent only takes his eyes off the road for a second to look over at me. He shrugs. “I don’t know. That’s a question for Em and Misty. I’ve never had to sign a kid up for school before.”
“Me either,” I confess.
We both chuckle.
“Something we get to do together,” he says, lifting our combined hands so he can press his lips to the back of mine. “The kids are going to love the Fourth of July celebration. It was open to the community last year, but I overheard Kincaid talking about making it club exclusive.”
“I know my opinion doesn’t matter, but I’d prefer that. I don’t know a lot of people connected to the club, but I’d feel better if people who weren’t connected weren’t allowed there.”
He nods as if he feels the same way.
“People will be disappointed, but their feelings aren’t really important to me. I need my family safe.”
My family.
Two little words that somehow make me feel wanted, needed, cherished.
It all feels like a fairytale, the impossibility of things making a shift in the blink of an eye. One day, I’m struggling to buy groceries and the next, I’m leaving a cosmetology superstore with thousands of dollars in supplies that Kincaid didn’t blink an eye at when he swiped his card earlier.
“I feel like I should warn you because you’ve only been in New Mexico for a couple of days.”
“That sounds ominous,” I mutter.
