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"Love?" Mia repeats the word.
I smirk, my thumb now rubbing along her bottom lip. "Hook, line and sinker."
She wets her lips. "I wanted to hate you, you’re elite, but your reputation couldn’t be further from the truth, you’re a big softie.”
“And I’d like that to stay in this truck, please,” I tell her as Lucas snorts.
“You stagger me, too," she whispers.
I hold her gaze, waiting.
She rolls her eyes. "I sort of love you, too."
I move closer to her, our lips almost touching, her breath caressing my face. "Say that again."
She smirks, green lighting with humor. "I love you, Whitlock."
Those four words envelop my heart, protecting it, and sending out an army of warm butterflies that flutter in every part of me. I let my mouth enjoy hers, my tongue welcoming her first touch just as my dick comes alive in a car full of my family. He doesn’t care about timing.
"Jesus, you two need to get a room!"
Mia breaks the kiss. "How long does it take you to cook the lasagna, Avery?"
Avery grins. "Quite a while so you have plenty of time to fuck."
I laugh, which is then quickly followed by a gut-wrenching cough.
"So, I guess we're coming to yours for Thanksgiving then?" Sawyer chuckles.
"Why would you?" Mia asks. "Our apartment is a box compared to yours."
"Avery is the one who can cook."
"If I'm the one cooking, I'm going to needyourkitchen."
"Done!" Lucas agrees quickly.
Shit, when had the holiday come around so quickly? I lean back into the leather with Mia resting against me. I’ll actually enjoy Thanksgiving this year. It’s corny as fuck, but I have a hell of a lot to be thankful for. Family isn’t about blood, it’s here, in this truck. It’s messy, complicated, loyal, supportive. I’d be lost without mine. I know there will come a time when I have to deal with things.
Rowing.
Coaching.
Zac.
Harry.
My crew and our family are all that matters. Losing Matt had created a change, one that had pushed me in the direction ofwhere I thought my life was going, a life that I’d controlled when everything had felt out of control.
I want to make Matt proud, and the first step is following my own path, not one carved out because of my own fear. No matter what comes our way, I am certain that we will get through it, because that's what family does.
THE END
