Page 46 of Take Me to the Valley

Evan, Cody and I all lose it.

Turning the video off, I lean on Evan I’m laughing so hard. When I finally catch my breath again, I look up and Cody is looking at Evan and me with an odd look on his face. Shit, did we slip up? All I did was laugh. If Cody had been beside me, I’d have been leaning on him. Cody turns back to Skye and the look on his face is gone.

“So will you take my word for it next time, princess?” Cody asks.

Skye nods her solemnly. “Not the spicy one, ever.”

We all chuckle at the look on her face.

“You guys want to try some of the whiskey?” Cody asks.

“I can’t I’m driving, and Evan really shouldn’t with the meds he’s on,” I say.

“Let’s go grab some food. We can try a little sample later. It can’t hurt,” Evan says.

Takings Skye’s hand, I turn toward the door. Looking back, I lock my eyes with Cody and he just laughs.

I follow Evan and Skye out the door into the crowd. We walk up and down Main Street, stopping and talking to people, and tasting food at different booths for a couple of hours. After a while, I can tell Evan’s shoulder is bothering him.

“I’m getting pretty tired. Why don’t we make our way back to the distillery?” I say.

I know I was right because he seems relieved and ready to go back.

“Just a little more time?” Sky pleads.

“I think your dad needs a little rest, too. Let’s go see what Uncle Cody is up to,” I say.

She darts a look at her dad, and then she doesn’t protest any more.

When we get back to the distillery, Evan takes Cody up on the whiskey sample. He’s a grown adult and while I don’t think it’s a good idea, I also can’t stop him. Since I’m driving, I turn down the drink. Cody thought of Skye and he has apple cider that they just got in for her to try.

Once all the samples have been drunk, we go back to my car and head home. Skye falls asleep on the way home since it’s about her bedtime. When we get to the cabin, she doesn’t even wake up.

“I hate to wake her up for a shower,” I say, looking at how peaceful she is.

“Don’t wake her. Just take her to bed. She can shower in the morning,” he says with a goofy smile on his face.

Shaking my head at his silly smile, I get out of the car. He opens the door for me while I carry Skye inside. I’m shocked that I get her to bed, remove her jacket and shoes all without her even stirring.

“She’s a deep sleeper that one,” I joke with Evan when I walk into his room after putting Skye to bed.

He closes the door behind me, kissing me pressed against the door.

“I was doing a lot of thinking today,” he says between kisses.

“Oh yeah? About what?” I am unable to stop smiling at how playful he’s being tonight.

“You should move in with me.” He kisses down my jaw, oblivious to how I freeze at his words.

Cupping his head in both hands, I hold his face in front of mine, studying it.

“You’re tipsy,” I sigh, knowing the little alcohol he had more than likely mixed with his meds has hit him harder than he realizes.

“Am not. Either way I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it,” he says, kissing my neck. “Stay with me tonight.”

I shouldn't, but I agree because I miss sleeping in bed beside him. Even if it was only the one night.

He leads me to bed and pulls me down to snuggle with him.

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