Page 90 of Never Say Never

“Hey, if you need a place to flee to when Tucker won’t stop talking about how pretty he is, just know that our door is always open.”

I shake my head. “What the fuck?”

“What? You’re a lot sometimes. It isn’t a secret.” Jake takes a pull from his beer.

“What these idiots are trying to say is that we’ll miss you both,” Sierra says with the cutest fucking baby in her arms. “But we’re happy for you and your new home and we all expect an invite to see it very soon.”

“We would love that, right, Tuck?” Daisy pats my chest, looking up at me with a heart-stopping smile.

My expression isn’t half as cheery as hers. “I guess so.”

We all clink our beer bottles together like we have so many times before. It feels like an end of an era. Haven Harbor has been my home for the last five years. I have loved it here, but I love the idea of making memories with Daisy in our own place even more.

“Let me take him,” Daisy says, reaching for West. The kid is a spitting image of Jake, with ice-blue eyes and dark-brown hair. I watch her snuggle him into her chest, inhaling his new baby scent. She looks good with a baby in her arms. She looks happy.

When she looks up at me, a smile spreads across her pretty face. “What?”

I shake my head. “Nothing.” I shrug. “You’re fucking gorgeous, that’s all.”

The last thing I need is the guys giving me the gears about baby fever. I know it’s coming. They’re already all over me about when I’m going to ask Daisy to marry me. They say it’s inevitable so I shouldn’t fight it. That may be true, but these guys have never known when to stop. The last fucking thing I need is to listen to them talk about babies.

I yank a slice of pizza from the box, scarfing it down. The only thing keeping me here is the pizza so that when I take Daisy home —fuck, I just saidhome—we’re both full, and we can christen every inch of it.

I circle my arms around her waist from behind and place a kiss on her neck. “Are you ready to go?” Cradling the back of West’s tiny head, she turns to kiss me. “I love our friends, but I love the idea of getting you naked in our new house even more,” I whisper into her ear.

I swear I can see her pulse start to race in her neck. I tighten the hold I have around her body, catching the way her skin shivers when the hard lines of my body press against her soft ones. My mouth sucks on the smooth skin of her neck over her pulse that races the same way mine is.

“What are you whispering about with my son in your hands?” Jake glares at me, licking pizza sauce from his fingers. “You watch your dirty mouth around my little man, Collins.”

“First of all, your kid is like two months old and has no clue what I’m fu–dging talking about,” I shoot back, catching myself. “And second, it can’t be half as bad as the shit Grayson says to your sister while he’s—”

“Finish that sentence and I will rip every one of your limbs from your body.”

Grayson snorts then grabs Sierra’s ass and winks at Jake.

“Don’t look at me like that, Gray,” Jake shoots a pointed look at his brother-in-law. “I will end you. This shit never gets easier. I don’t want to ever know what you two do.”

“Jake.” Everly clutches his arm. “My God. We’ve talked about this. Sierra is a married adult. With a child. You need to get over it.”

“Never.”

“Is he always like this?” Daisy whispers in my ear.

“Always.”

An hour later, Daisy and I are standing in the empty living room of our new home. Just the two of us. It’s nothing near as fancy as what we both grew up in, which is fine by me. I won’t have to search for Daisy when I get home from work feeling desperate for her and needy.

I follow Daisy upstairs, my gaze glued to her ass in those damn tights she wears, I swear, just to fuck with me. It’s taking every ounce of my willpower not to maul her. When she reaches the second floor she turns right, and I follow her into the master bedroom.

“Our first home.” I wrap my arm around her waist and walk us toward the large bay window and the view of our yard. “How amazing would it be to put a pool right there?” I ask, pointing to the center of the yard.

“We could swim at night in the summers, just like old times.”

“Naked,” I add with a wink. “Lots of pool sex.”

“When can we start digging the hole, coach?”

“I’ll call someone tomorrow.” I rest my chin on the top of her head as my hands slide to her hips.

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