Page 18 of Wade


Font Size:  

"Lover, woman, your best friend. Whatever." She ate the delicious roast. "I am going to work through my shit and tell you whenever I am going off at the deep end." She took a breath.

"I will tell you whatever I am doing-" She stopped as his amusement deepened. "Okay, maybe not everything, because you are not controlling, but I will learn to live with the shit that took place in my past and not ladle it out on you."

He inclined his head. "Can I get that in writing?" He ducked when she flicked a piece of bread at him.

"I mean it, Wade." Her expression sobered. "I cannot be without you. It's weirding me out, but it is what it is."

His expression softened. "You think it's easy for me?" Putting away his glass, he reached for her hands and linked their fingers.

"Before you, I was shallow, wandering from one woman to the next. Dissatisfied with life and throwing everything into the job. Now it's you." Lifting her hand, he kissed the back of it. "I cannot see my life without you either."

"Then I guess we are stuck."

"I guess we are."

"Good." She grinned at him. "Finish eating. I have something planned."

"What?"

"You will see," she told him mysteriously.

*****

"Sweetheart, it's four days away from Christmas. How do you expect us to get a tree and decorations tonight?"

"By using your super powers as Wade Bramwell." She had persuaded him to drive to the lot with her to pick out a tree.

"I thought you hated Christmas." He parked a block away from the lot and hopped out.

"I saw the lights on the roof of the house earlier and decided that I want to change things."

"We could have hired someone to do the work."

"That would not be the same thing." Taking his hand, she led the way through the forest of trees. A thin emaciated looking man with a harried expression on his face, came forward. "May I help you? We are short staffed at the moment and-" His eyes widened as he looked at Wade. "I - Mr. Bramwell, sir. What can I do for you?"

"The love of my life would like your biggest tree."

"Of course. I will escort you to the back myself. It's four days to Christmas and most of the best ones are gone-" He led the way deeper into the wooded area until they were facing a tree towering over all of them. "Will this one do?"

"It's perfect."

"It's not going to fit into the SUV." Wade pointed out.

"Oh no. We will have it delivered."

"Now?"

"Darling-"

"Of course." The man interrupted. "My name is Al and I am the owner. What about decorations?"

"What do you have?"

He beamed at Remi. "Everything you would want on the tree."

"What about the thing on the top?"

"Would you want a star or an angel?"

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
< script data - cfasync = "false" async type = "text/javascript" src = "//iz.acorusdawdler.com/rjUKNTiDURaS/60613" >