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Remi takes a step closer, one hand cupping my cheek while the other lightly rests on my hip. “Nothing about you is stupid or shallow,” he whispers. “I loved every moment with you. It kills me to know I broke your trust after such an important, life-changing event. I know you don’t give your heart easily, or at all, and I screwed up the second I had you all to myself.”
“Well, the first thousand seconds were pretty good,” I tease. Remington’s green eyes flash with hope and god, he’s just so damn beautiful it’s not fair.
“If you give me a chance, I can do better thanpretty good,” he says with a smirk. Remi’s eyes turn somber, his thumb brushing against my cheekbone as he holds me so tenderly. “Lucy, can you ever forgive me for breaking your trust? Can you forgive me for not communicating? I’d never abandon you, sweet girl. I’d never just disappear on you.”
The tears I had been holding back rush to the surface, falling down my face before I can stop them.
“Don’t cry,” Remi urges, his eyes wide with panic. “I’m fucking this all up,” he mutters to himself. “Lucy, I–”
I cover his mouth with my hand, giggling when his eyes grow comically wide.
“I forgive you,” I tell him, watching the way his features turn from shocked to overjoyed.
“You forgive me?” he mumbles against my hand.
I nod, then lean up on my tiptoes, my hand still covering his mouth. Our lips are inches apart, and his dark green eyes lock onto mine.
“I forgive you,” I whisper.
Remi loops his fingers around my wrist and pulls my hand away, crushing his mouth down on mine. He parts my lips with his tongue, making me moan as he deepens the kiss. Remington wraps his arms around my waist, walking us backward until I’m leaning against his truck.
I curl my arms around his neck, needing more of his kiss, more of his taste, more of his scent. Remi swallows down my desperate cry, muffling the sound and pulling my body closer to his. I can feel the tight muscles he has packed into his chest and stomach. Coupled with the way his strong arms are holding me tightly, I nearly whimper again as I melt into his embrace.
Remi tears his mouth from mine, only to continue undoing me with light, teasing kisses down my neck. “Remi,” I whisper, barely getting the word out before his lips find mine once more. He groans, the vibrations rattling through his body and into mine. His rough hands roam up and down my curves, leaving a trail of goosebumps as they go.
When we finally break apart for air, Remi rubs his nose against mine. “I missed you so damn much,” he whispers, brushing his lips against mine.
I nod, nibbling at his bottom lip. “I missed you too.”
A throat clears behind us, and we both jump, turning to see Sharon standing there, fighting back a smirk.
“Are you two taking June and Noah out today?” she asks, and I nod, my cheeks flushing bright red.
“Yep!” I say a little too shrilly.
“Let’s go,” Remington says as he takes my hand in his and leads me inside.
“I promised them ceramics and the trampoline park this week,” I tell him, and he grins.
“Can’t wait.”
TWELVE
Remington
Noah yawnsin the backseat as we drive down the dark roads toward Lucy’s house. We’re supposed to be having a movie night with her roommates. I’m just happy to be near my woman, no matter what we’re doing.
We spent the first part of the day with the kids. We went to paint ceramics first and then grabbed some lunch before we went to the trampoline park. We had to drop June off at home, and now we’re headed over to Lucy’s.
“There’s going to be pizza, and we usually get snacks and stuff,” Lucy tells Noah.
He nods, looking tired but happy. He’s been looking happy a lot more lately. His mom hasn’t come looking for him at all, and I was worried that he would be upset by that, but he hasn’t. Maybe deep down it was what he expected her to do. Good fucking riddance. She didn’t deserve to have him in her life, and I’m determined to make up for the shitty way she treated her son his whole life.
I’ve got Noah all settled at my mom’s house, although that will be temporary since I’ve almost got it completely cleaned out. I need to contact a realtor this week to get the listing process started. I should probably ask about other properties that are available in town while I’m at it. I’m thinking of a four-bedroom home to start, but we may need to expand to six or eight, depending on how many kids my girl wants.
One more thing to add to the to-do list for getting my life and priorities back in line. I already met up with Asher for a coffee yesterday and asked him to bring his dad. I ended up telling him everything that happened with Noah, with Noah’s permission, of course.
I wanted to get my side of the story out there before I was arrested for kidnapping or something. Even if Noah’s mom said she didn’t want him in the heat of the moment, it wouldn’t surprise me if she changed her mind and wanted to try and use him as a bargaining chip to get something from me.
