Page 109 of Only Ever You

His expression blanks before his eyes light up, matching the grin that forms dimples at the sides of his mouth.

“You’re happy? I thought you might think this was bad timing.”

Deacon gives my hand a squeeze “Baby, I want everything with you. We lost too much time together because I trusted the wrong person. I’m not about to hold back.”

He gathers me into his arms. “Let me make a call and we’ll get out of here.”

Deacon presses a kiss to my lips before releasing me and standing.

“We’re really doing this?”

His grin lights up his entire face. “I’m not wasting another minute of my life without you. Pack a bag. We’re going to Vegas.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Deacon

I can’t believe she’s here. And she’s carrying my baby.

When I launched my campaign to win Pippa back, I was in it for the long haul. My life makes no sense without her.

She thought I was joking when I told her we were flying to Vegas on the company jet. By the time we drove back to Auckland, it was waiting at the airport, fuelled up and ready to go.

There’s a part of me that wants to herd her onto the plane to make sure she doesn’t run—I know we still have a lot of trust to rebuild.

I wouldn’t blame her if she did.

When we do reach the plane, I follow her on. My heart sinks when she gasps—and it sinks in she’s never travelled like this before. She missed out while I stole our honeymoon.

God, I have so much to make up for.

The hostess hovers, but I make sure Pippa’s all buckled into her seat—safe and with me. I almost feel like I can’t take my eyes off her for a second in case this is all a dream and she disappears.

She stretches out her long legs and yawns. I lean back and gaze at my beautiful girl.

For the first time in weeks, my heart’s at peace.

I’ll always regret what happened, but now we can look forward and have the future together we always wanted.

“Sleep if you need to, sweetheart,” I say. “There’s a bed you can lie down on to rest once we’re up in the air.”

“I didn’t have the best night last night.” Her tiredness is obvious from her soft voice. “Between thinking about us and Lucas, it’s enough to make anyone tired.”

Sliding my hand into hers, I lean over and kiss her softly. “I’ve booked a suite at the Bellagio. Tonight we rest and then tomorrow we’ll organise our marriage license. Then you’ll be all mine.”

“I’ve been yours for most of my life.”

I squeeze her hand. “And I’ll be yours for the rest of our lives.”

I’ll make sure she never has cause to regret this decision.

Once we’re in the air, I look over at her again. Her head is back on the headrest of the seat and her eyes are heavy. “Let’s go and lie down, Pip.”

She smiles at me. “Sure.”

After unbuckling her belt, she rises from her seat, and I lead her toward the back of the plane. As I push open the door, she gasps behind me at the sight of the queen-size bed.

“That’s huge. I thought it’d be a bunk or something.”

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