Page 130 of My Mistake To Make

‘We can go to mine,’ Cara sighs as I kiss and suck at her collarbone and struggle to find the room to move in the back of my truck.

‘Baby,’ I lean back to look at her. ‘I cannot do all the things I want to do to you with your dad in the same house.’

She giggles and pulls me back to her.

‘You’re going to struggle to do much in here,’ she whispers as my fingers push up under her shirt, and I suddenly realize how ridiculous this is. I pull away and sit back, hanging my head, and she sits up, bringing her palms to my cheeks.

‘I missed you. I’ve missed being this close with you.’ Leaning in, she presses her lips to mine. ‘We have all the time in the world.’ She sighs, and I kiss her again.

The vibration in my back pocket breaks the moment, and I pull out my phone to see a message from my sister.

Zoe:I told Andy y’all were talking… he thought you might need a little privacy and came down to stay in the apartment! Take your girl home x

I release a laugh and hold out the phone so Cara can read the message. Then, without wasting another second, we rush back to the front seats, and I drive us home.

We hardly come up for air as Cara lets us into her house. I push her back against the door to close it, kissing down to her neck before pulling back and lifting off her t-shirt.

Goddam, I missed her.

Pulling her to me, I pick her up and head for the stairs, carrying her up as her lips and tongue explore my neck. Fuck that feels good.

Kicking open her bedroom door, I practically throw her down onto the bed, making her squeal and laugh as I rip off my shirt, and we both undo and start to push off our jeans.

‘You couldn’t have given me a heads up so I could have worn less shit?’ I grumble as the buttons take too fucking long, and I kick off my sneakers.

She laughs and lays back on the bed in her lingerie, and as I look down at her, I stop and take a breath. This is it. This is the moment. This is the woman.

‘Fuck, you’re perfect,’ I say, crawling onto the bed and caging her in under me.

‘Show me,’ she says seductively, and I groan as I lower my body to hers. I’ll show her every day for the rest of our lives.

‘I’m nervous,’ Cara saysas I park up outside Mama’s house.

We spent the night wrapped up in each other, either making love or talking about everything that’s been going on, including her spending the night with Jessie, which blew my fucking mind, and Frank’s offer of the house.

When I woke up this morning with her in my arms, I felt a sense of peace I don’t think I’ve ever felt, and now, before we spend another day as a couple, we have to tell the most important person in the world about us, before she finds out from somebody else.

‘She loves you.’ I bring our joined hands up and press my lips to her knuckles.

‘As her friend, but I don’t want to confuse her.’

‘Baby, we’re going to be together.’ She smiles, and I can’t help doing the same. ‘I need her to know about us. I can’t keep this from her.’

With a small nod, she reaches for the door handle, and I do the same.

As we walk into the front yard and start to walk up the path toward the house, the front door opens, and my baby girl runs out, still wearing her PJs and smiling from ear to ear.

‘Merida,’ she squeals and runs to wrap her arms around Cara’s legs. I’m too busy watching them to notice my walking vasectomy running toward me.

‘Jesus,’ I groan as Harley takes out both my balls in one jump and Cara laughs. ‘Harley, get in the house.’

Harley and Bowie run into the house, and Cara turns to me smiling, but I can’t force myself to return the expression right now.

‘You okay?’ she asks, and I shake my head.

‘Try not to smile when you ask me that,’ I reply, still cupping myself like I’m waiting for a second attack.

‘Could be worse,’ she turns away and starts to walk toward the house, ‘they could still be blue as well as busted.’

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