Page 90 of Where We Promise

His face was still down, examining his phone. “I know, babe…but—” His face lifted right as a sleek, silver SUV cleared the hill from the direction of the Chaos Kings. It slowed right as it approached the cabin, and then parked next to Jameson’s truck. My arms were tucked in over my stomach as Brick slid out of the car.

“My queen.” He jokingly bowed toward me, before laughing and walking toward me, holding out a key fob.

I accepted it with a quirked brow. “What is this?”

Brick looked back toward Jameson, seemingly confused. “Your new rig.”

Jameson was slow to walk over, but once he did, he merely grabbed another infant car seat from the porch that I had missed and veered toward the back of the SUV.

Brick smirked again, then started back toward the house over the hill.

“Thank you, Brick!” I called after him, and he waved his goodbye.

“Jamie.” My arms were still tucked in close.

My husband was busy pulling straps and trying to adjust the car seat in the back, while muttering curses.

“Jamie,” I called him again, and finally he slid out of the car, pushing his hand through his hair.

“Did you buy me a new car?”

He glanced back over at the SUV. “It’s safer.”

Fuck, this man would be the death of me.

Battling tears once more, I took the few steps between us and threw my arms around him.

His large hands landed on the small of my back and slid lower until he was cupping my ass.

“Thank you.”

“You’re my wife, you don’t need to thank me for these things.” His face came into view, and then his fingers were trapping my chin so he could kiss me.

I kissed him back, forgetting that I had told him I loved him last night. I nearly bit him in a new effort not to say it again. But my heart screamed it.

I love you.

I love you.

My chest sang it, screamed it, shouted and agonized over the reality of it. I’d been falling for Jamie since I was thirteen and he’d handed me that pudding cup.

“I’m going to The Hollow tonight with Laura, Callie and Natty. I guess she wants us to see all the new upgrades Killian did to the place.”

Jamie swiped his thumb over my bottom lip before heaving a sigh. “I’m sending Brick and Harris with you. I have to head to Pyle for some business.”

I nodded and then pressed a kiss to his chest. “I’ll call.”

Right as I pulled away, Jamie’s hand lingered on mine. “Pen.”

I stopped, watching as his expression worked, his light brows caving in, his lip turning down as if he wanted to say something more, but wasn’t sure how to. My heart hummed with hope, but then he broke the silence.

“Be safe.”

He let me go and turned back toward the car.

I tried to smile with everyone else as Laura took the stage. She was glowing from how happy she was. I wasn’t assuming; I knew she was happy. She’d come over to the cabin with a tub of ice cream in tow the other night, crying over what Killian had done for her.

He’d paid to renovate this place for her.

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