AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Aspen has always been beautiful, but having kids has made her even more so. Maybe because now her beauty isn’t marred by her pain but elevated by her happiness. And my God, does she seem happy. So much so that I’m almost convinced she’s going to start shooting rainbows out of her ass.
“You like?” she asks, gesturing to her silver dress that hits her just above the knee.
“You look amazing, as always.” I take her hand, kissing the back of it as I bow. Purposely being overly dramatic with the action. It’s kind of our thing.
“Hands off my woman, brother.” Sutton slides in next to his wife, looking equally dapper in his black suit and silver tie, his dark hair pushed back away from his freshly shaven face.
Together, they do look like fucking royalty. And while I couldn’t be happier for what they have found with each other, a part of me can’t help but feel a little envious. Not of them together, but of the relationship they share. If there were a picture for the perfect couple, these two would be the shining stars.
“Relax. I couldn’t steal her from you if I tried.” My smile widens. “And I did try.” I wink at Aspen.
I couldn’t have made a joke like that five years ago, but today, all the shit the three of us went through, fuck, you gotta find humor in it. I look back at that time in my life with so much regret, yet, I wouldn’t change it even if I could. Because seeing Aspen this happy, it was worth it.
“Ha. Ha,” Sutton deadpans, not finding my joke quite as funny as I do.
“Oh, relax, brother. You know I’m just busting your balls.” I clasp his shoulder, giving him a rough shake. “Now tell me, what did you get me for my birthday?” I give him a cheeky grin.
“Not me, her.” He glances toward Aspen, who avoids my gaze when I look at her.
“Pen?” I try to meet her eyes, but she looks to one side and then the other before looking straight up at the ceiling, like she knows I’ll be able to read her perfectly but doesn’t want to give anything away.
“Hey, sorry.” My gaze slices to the left when I hear a voice I’m pretty sure I’d recognize anywhere, even though I’ve only heard it a couple of times. “There was a line for the bathroom,” Kaia speaks directly to Aspen, giving me a brief opportunity to take her in.
She’s wearing a red, strapless dress that sits mid-thigh and clings to her body like a second fucking skin, showing off every dip and curve. I have to resist the urge to bite down on my knuckles to keep the groan of appreciation that builds in my throat from spilling past my lips.
She has her hair down today, flowing to the middle of her back in soft curls. Curls I suddenly feel desperate to tangle my fingers in.
Her makeup is soft and natural, but her lips, lips I’m envisioning wrapped around my cock, yeah, those things are painted the same shade as her dress—devil red. I’ve never been more prepared to walk into the fires of hell than I am at this very moment.
Fuck me...
I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. Beautiful women are no stranger to me, and yet, something about this particular woman has me prepared to drop to my knees and beg for any scraps she might be willing to give.
I can’t explain it, but ever since she ran into me that day, I’ve done little else outside of fantasizing about sinking balls deep inside of her. I can’t say I’ve ever felt such an immediate and intense attraction to another person.
“Remi, you remember Kaia, right?” Aspen is the first to speak, and thank fuck for it because I’m fairly certain I was about to say something completely inappropriate. You know, typical Remi shit.
“I do.” I nod. “It’s nice to see you again, Kaia.” The corner of my mouth quirks in a smile.
“I hope it’s okay that I invited her,” Pen quickly adds, a knowing glimmer in her eyes.
“Of course. The more the merrier. Glad you could make it, Kaia.” I force myself to act natural, as if she were any other person.
“I appreciate the invite.” She glances at Aspen and then back at me. “Happy birthday, by the way.”
“Thank you.” I have to resist the urge to say that this birthday just got a hell of a lot better and instead turn back to my brother and his wife. “Should we get a table and grab a bite to eat before everyone gets here?”
“Before everyone gets here?” Kaia asks, looking once again at Aspen first and then at me.
“We usually have dinner, just us, and then the party starts after.” Pen is quick to explain.
“Oh, okay. So then, it’s just the four of us?” When she looks at Aspen this time, there’s no mistaking the accusatory glare she gives her.
It would appear as though Aspen left out a few key details when she invited her.
“Is that a problem?” I ask, finding humor in her reaction.
“Nope, no problem at all.” She squares her shoulders, forcing an easy smile to her lips. “Aspen said the food here is amazing. I’m excited to try it.”
