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I nod. “I think she’s going to love you.”
Eyes burning, he says, “And if I love her?”
My hold on him constricts. “Then she’ll be the luckiest girl in the world.”
CHAPTERFORTY-FIVE
THREE MONTHS LATER
SKYLER
“…and they all lived happily ever after.”
I wait for Abby to call me out for skipping to the end, but she doesn’t, so this time she must be well and truly asleep.
She already got me twice tonight with her faking. A new game of hers to get more stories out of us. If we skip to the end, she makes us start a new one.
Okay, so technically, she can’t make us actuallydoanything. But what can I say? She’s cute, and she knows it, so she’s weaponized it. It doesn’t help that Nolan’s made a master manipulator out of her. Of the most adorable variety, of course.
I can’t even imagine what she puts her kindergarten teacher through. But from what Nolan said, she’s an angel for pretty much everyone but him, Mel, and me.
My chest warms at the thought.
Flipping on her nightlight, I turn off the lamp, bathing the room in a sea of purple stars.
I fix her blanket and stare at her for a moment—this little girl who was only a name a few months ago—a name and a smile on the man I love’s face—and now one of the two most important people in my life.
“Night, Abby girl,” I whisper.
And I swear I hear a sleepy, “Night, Sky boy.”
Grinning to myself, I tiptoe out of her room.
In the hallway, I’ve just about clicked the door shut, when hands grip my waist, and a gasp escapes me.
“Shh,” he says, sliding a hand over my mouth.
Nodding, I finish sealing the door closed, and then he’s spinning me around and pushing me up against the wall.
His lips slam to mine in a heated kiss, and I reach around him, grabbing his ass, holding him to me.
Groaning into my mouth, he sucks on my bottom lip. “She asleep?”
“Y-yeah,” I mumble. And if she isn’t, she will be any second.
“Good. I wanna take you somewhere.”
Frowning, I rear back away from his mouth. “What? We can’t leave.”
He pinches my chin and pecks me once more on the lips. “We’re not going far,” he says, stepping back and grabbing my hand. He leads me toward the stairs. “And I have the baby monitor. Plus, we’ve got the security system. The second there’s a disturbance, my phone will go off.”
I shake my head, fighting a smile as he leads me downstairs toward the foyer.
It’s been one month now since Abby had her first sleepover here at Nolan’s cabin, something that’s been a long time coming. Nolan was nervous, of course. I don’t even think he slept the first couple times she stayed here.
But slowly, surely, he seems to be getting used to what it feels like to be a parent again, not just a glorified babysitter.
It probably helps that he got a new, ridiculously expensive security system installed a couple weeks ago. One we tested several times with me slipping out of the house, or him pretending to break in.
