Page 43 of Blindsided By Fake Love

“We’re all weird in one way or another,” I say, trying to be serious. “It’s what makes us unique.”

“Nice save,” Kit whispers in my ear, giggling.

I see Jack shaking his head and rolling his eyes. I reach over and gently grab his shoulder, giving it a shake. “Ready to go win this thing?”

His face lights up. “Let’s do this.” He raises his hand in the air, and I hit it with mine.

“You gonna wish me luck?” I ask Kit, pushing a stray hair behind her ear. Her gaze darkens at my touch.

The gleam shining back at me has me wondering what she’s thinking. A crooked grin crosses her face as she leans close. Right before she kisses me, she whispers, “I’m going to hope the two of you fall so I can laugh.”

Then she presses her lips to mine. A shudder moves through my body, and my stomach tightens. Kissing her will never get old, but then her words register, and my eyes pop open. “Wait? What did you say?”

She laughs and kisses me on the cheek, turns me around, and says, “Go kick some butt,” before slapping my left butt cheek.

I glance over my shoulder and pull my brows together. When she gives me a mock salute and a wink, I throw my head back and burst out laughing. A grin so big I’m sure my cheeks will crack.

Walking over to Jack, we head to the field where the three-legged contest is being held. My wife follows behind.

I really wasn’t kidding when I said I got lucky one night.

Epilogue

Kit

Carryingoneofthefew boxes I have, I slowly make my way up the steps to Beau’s house,ourhome as he keeps telling me,andwatch the hustle and bustle of activity. Some of my husband’s teammates are helping move the few pieces of furniture I’m taking with me.

Honestly, there wasn’t a need for me to bring anything, but Beau wanted me to know it was my house too, so I brought the things I thought I would miss.

After putting the box inside with all the others, I come back out and take in the scene unfolding before me. Karate Kid, Jackson, and Teddy are strategizing how best to get my grandmother’s china and buffet cabinets in the house.

Karate Kid says he’s the one who’s best at hitting all angles and that they should listen to him. Jackson and Teddy tell him how silly that is, especially since Jackson’s family owns a moving business.

I shake my head at the ridiculousness of it all when a pair of arms wrap around me and a chin rests on my shoulder. I let out a contented sigh.

“How are you feeling about all of this?” Beau’s gruff voice sends tiny shivers down my spine. I’m excited for our first night under the same roof.

Turning around in his arms, I slide my hands up his chest and then around his neck. The flash of heat in his eyes at my touch fills my body with warmth, and my mouth curls up. His arms tighten around me, pulling me closer.

The smile he’s beaming my way makes me grateful he’s supporting me, and the affection shining in his silver gaze makes my pulse hum through me.

Three weeks ago, I was set to marry a man I quietly doubted was right for me, only for fate to intervene and end up in the arms of the man standing in front of me.

“Okay, love birds,” Jackson’s exacerbated voice carries from the bottom of the stairs. “Do you mind breaking this up while we move the china cabinet in?”

My eyes widen in surprise as Beau lifts me off the ground and carries me out of their path before placing me back down onto the porch.

“That’ll work, too.” Teddy chuckles as he walks by with the first side of the cabinet.

“This reminds me of the two of you in Las Vegas,” Karate Kid snickers as he walks by, carrying the other end. And I turn my gaze toward them. “Except for your outfit, of course, Kit.”

My cheeks flame as I remember my outfit that day. It was a beautiful wedding gown that I picked out with my mother and sister when we thought I’d be having a traditional wedding.

“But if I remember correctly,” Jackson’s teasing tone draws my attention to the bottom of the stairs where he’s leaning against the railing. His eyes dance. “You literally threw your bridal self at our man Beau here.”

My cheeks burn, and I tuck my face against Beau’s vibrating shoulder. “Best night of my life,” he responds, kissing the top of my head.

Embarrassment fills me as I hug him tighter. If I could crawl into his skin so that no one could see me right now, I would.

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