Page 208 of Crazy for this Girl

“Sure, but—”

“Right now.” I reach for her bikini top, but she seizes my forearm. “Naked.”

“There’s a huge party going on out there,” I reply with a chuckle, pointing to the front of the house. “And your parents—”

“Aren’t going to be looking for me.” She lays a small peck to my mouth, then amps it up with sucking on my bottom lip. “What happened to the boy who wanted to do crazy things?”

“He didn’t want the neighbors to eye-fuck his girlfriend.”

“I was hoping…”

“Mhm?” Her tongue glides against the seam of my lips, and my cock twitches at the contact. The tempting coaxing of her attempting to get me to agree is clearly my kryptonite in this relationship.

“We could try this in the water,” she croons. “Where you’d subtly graze your fingers along my back when we’d swim as kids.”

I smile. “Caught onto that, huh?”

“I always wanted to think that you were doing it because you needed to touch me. That maybe I wasn’t naïve to think something was going on when it wasn’t.”

“It was, baby. It really fucking was.”

“Promise...you’ll never leave me again?”

“I’m never going to leave your side again,” I vow. “I promise you.”

“I love you, Cal Harper.” I barely hear the words spoken against my lips, but my heart clenches tightly in my chest from hearing them freely. Those words I would go to war for a million times again just to hear them spoken.

“You don’t know how much I love you, too, Laynee Peabody Reese.”

She groans. “Well, that was fun. Quickest relationship I’ve ever been in.”

I laugh. “I’ll make it up to you in the lake.”

Laynee wraps her arms around me, pulling me flush to her chest and over her body as she lies down. “Let’s give your bed one more round for ol’ time sake.”

I smile. “Anything for you, Tone Deaf.”

Two years later…

I’m not sure how I pulled this off, but I couldn’t do it without Cal. The location, the view, the cabin, everything about it was so beyond perfect that standing on the wide wooden porch that overlooks the same lake Cal and I fell in love is mind-blowing.

How Cal got the owners to want to move out of their summer house too, well, I’ve been trying to get that story out of him for months, and all he tells me was that he made an offer that he knew I could offer, and they took it.

The wooden cabin is literally right next door to Cal’s. After some small renovations and all of the mallard duck curtains getting torn down, I thrift shopped small pieces that I thought would give the place character. I refurnished the tables and hung up flower baskets to give the outside some color. Cal came to help every chance he got when I wasn’t telling him to go sleep or head back to Chicago for work. Not once has he offered to buy me a thing over a hundred dollars, his dedication to my project has only astounded me more into loving him and the day I quit Grand Regent, he proposed.

We had Jonah and Ellie come to the cabin, and invited my parents so I wouldn’t hear my mother bitch for the rest of my life about getting married without her there, along with Cal’s cousins. He doesn’t speak much to his mom, and I didn’t push him into doing so.

We became man and wife under the stars, with lit torches, on the dock where we first met. Tanner, of all people, married us, and it was by far the most perfect day of my entire life.

Ever since the Fourth of July that summer he came up to find me without him, I never looked back. The moment I delved into all my feelings and heaved them from my throat, Cal and I have been inseparable.

Now, ten months later, after buying the place, I own a little piece of heaven that is all mine.

“Am I allowed to fuck my wife in this cabin to start it off?” Cal mutters, sweeping in from behind me and wrapping me in his arms. “Or is that unethical?”

“It’s technically my place,” I reply, staring at the stone walls that add such a quaint quality to the house. “But we might need some help in a few months to clean it and restock things.”

“Whatever you need,” my husband vouches against the shell of my ear, sending a delicious shiver through my body. “It’s yours.”

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