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“Of course I’m right. I’m always right.”
“You’re never right, Summer, and when you are, it’s not you being right. More about you lucking up on something that made sense.”
She laughed but didn’t argue. “I’m happy for you, Shore. I think you’re crazy as shit for doing something even I wouldn’t do but I can tell you’re in a good space. I can hear it in your voice and I love this for you.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s about time you decided to man the hell up and live the life you want.”
“How was I supposed to man the hell up when I was always making up for your shortcomings?” I teased and Summer was quick to say, “I never asked you to make up for what I lacked though, sis. You made the decision to do so all on your own.”
She was right. She never did, carrying the sister load was a weight I placed on my own shoulders. “Yeah well someone had to be the responsible sister and that used to be me but not anymore. You can take over.”
“Heck no, I’m perfectly content being the family black sheep. I’m good at the role too. You keep doing what you do and making them proud, Shore. Even if it’s not in the ways they planned out, they’re still proud, sis. Don’t think for one minute they’re not. The alternative isme.”
I smiled softly. “You’re not so bad.”
“I’m fucking amazing, but I’m not their dream child.”
“Shit, neither am I, not anymore.”
“Welcome to the live your life freely club. I love it here and you will too.”
My eyes shot over to Wilde who already had his on me. He shot me a wink, bringing a smile to my face.
“I already do.”
“Love you, Shore.”
“Love you too.”
Wilde was ending his call at the same time I ended mine with Summer. He left the kitchen and joined me on the sofa, tugging me into his lap after he was seated.
“That call looked fun?”
“About as fun as yanking teeth out with rusty pliers and no pain medicine.” He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
“It couldn’t have been that bad.”
“We missed Jubilee and are currently missing the lighting of the tree. Mel isn’t happy about either one. It’s sort of a tradition.”
“Oh, we could have…”
“Could havebut didn’t. I told her we’re making new traditions of our own and that got her off my line quick, fast, and in a hurry.”
“Please tell me you didn’t give details.”
He shook his head while his fingers danced over the inside of my thigh. “No, I didn’t but there also wasn’t a need to. I’m pretty sure she had a good idea what those memories were all about but I did promise we’d make it next year.”
“Next year?” I arched a brow and he nodded slowly.
“That’s the plan, isn’t it? You here, us creating our own memories. That would be kinda hard to do if you’renothere, Boston.”
“Agreed, good thing I plan on being here.”
“Mhm,” he hummed from the curve of my neck. “I like the idea of you here and me, here.” His hand slipped between my thighs and I groaned from the way my body reacted.
Shit me too.
