Page 76 of Break My Fall


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“He’d have loved her,” Cam laughed. “He might even have stood a chance at keeping up with her animal facts.”

“He always was the smartest of us all,” I agreed tearfully.

“He told me to find you…as he was dying…he told me to stop wasting time and find you,” Cam admitted. “He said we’d all wasted so much time being idiots.”

“He was right, as usual,” I agreed again. Why had I spent so many years trapped in my miserable life with Edward? Why hadn’t I had the guts to walk away? Why had I allowed him and his father to treat me the way I had? I should have chased the guys when they left me. I had raged at them for leaving me, but why didn’t I go after them? Why didn’t I try to track them down? I knew I loved them, but I let fear hold me back too. “We can’t waste any more time, Cam. We all need to get our shit together and decide what we’re doing with our future. We have to live for Everett and for ourselves, We deserve to be happy, don’t we?”

“God, I really hope so, Mads, because I am so sick of life being so fucking shitty,” Cam sighed as he placed his hand on top of mine on his thigh and held it there.

I hoped so too. If not for my sake, then for that of my beautiful daughter and unborn child. I had to give them a better life than I’d had up to that point. Of that I was sure.

***

The sun was starting to set by the time we got back to the house. Cam led me inside with an arm wrapped around my back and I had to admit, it felt good, as did the small smile that was still gracing his handsome face.

We walked into the house and I listened for the sound of my daughter. She was rarely quiet since we moved in with the guys, always squealing as they chased her or laughing uproariously at something they had done or said. But the house was pretty silent except for the distant sound of some soft music playing.

“Oh God,” I uttered.

“What’s wrong?” Cam asked, obviously having heard me.

“I can’t hear Willow. That’s definitely a bad sign. She’s never quiet. She must be up to something and I dread to think what it could be,” I explained.

“Come on. Let’s find out,” Cam laughed as he took my hand in his and led me through the house towards the formal dining room.

“Why are we going in here?” I asked, confused. In the time we had been staying there, we had never even used this room, all meals always eaten in the kitchen.

“You’ll see,” Cam teased as he opened the door slowly and peered around it, keeping me behind him.

“What’s going on?” I asked impatiently, but I didn’t have to wait any longer. Cam swung the door open wide and I gasped at what awaited inside.

The blinds in the room had been closed so it was romantically dim inside. Candles stood in tall silver candelabras on the window sills, all along the sideboard down the far side of the room, and down the center of the large round dining table. The table was set for five with fancy cutlery and glassware and red rose petals had been sprinkled down the center, around the candles.

The guys stood in line before the huge, grand, oak fireplace, all dressed in suits with open collar shirts underneath. They were all immaculately styled and looked like an ad campaign for some fancy designer, stood as they were.

“Guys, you look amazing,” I gasped as I took it all in.

“Yeah, thanks guys. Way to make me look like the loser,” Cam joked as he looked down at the jeans and t-shirt he stood in.

“Oh please.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Like any of you ever look bad in anything you wear.”

“Thanks baby. Glad you think we’re hot,” Hunter said as he threw me a wink that looked damn sexy on him.

“What is all of this?” I asked as I ogled the four of them in their suits once again. I could hardly take my eyes from them.

Nico was in a suit so dark gray; it was almost black. It fit around his huge, muscular body as if it had been tailored for him, which it likely had. One thing I had noticed about Nico was that he didn’t skimp when he bought clothes. While his style seemed casual, usually consisting of jeans and t-shirts or henleys, it was all usually designer labels. His jeans always fit him perfectly, sculpting to his perfect ass just so. I was pretty sure the suit he stood in was designer too. Under the suit he wore a black shirt, and against his tanned complexion he looked dark and a little dangerous, in the most delicious way.

Hunter was in gray too, but his was much lighter in tone. Underneath it, his shirt was bright white and he and Nico were like ying and yang beside each other.

Kai, never one to miss a chance to show his personality, was in a navy suit, and beneath he wore a paisley patterned shirt. The print was baby blue and pink, which on anyone else might have looked a little out there, but on him it was just perfect. They were all perfection and they were sending my hormones, which were already on overdrive, insane. I wanted them. It was all I could think. I wanted all of them. My brain was short circuiting and I didn’t want to correct it.

“We wanted to surprise you. You deserve to be treated to a special night and we thought you’d prefer this to going out anywhere,” Kai explained.

“Willow?” I questioned.

“She’s staying the night with Sam and Garth. She was really excited to go, but Sam promised he’d bring her right back if she changes her mind or gets upset,” Nico told me. I didn’t have any worries about Willow being with Sam and Garth. She adored the both of them, even though Garth spoke very little. I thought she saw it as some personal challenge to get him chatting, and had witnessed her talking his ear off several times.

She seemed to have a close bond with Sam. She adored him and loved the time he often spent baking and cooking with her.

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