Page 113 of Ride or Die
“I love you, Lay, so fucking much,” he whispers, burying his head into my neck, sucking on my flesh as he slowly thrusts into me. I pull him tightly to me, my belly filling with happiness and love.
“I love you, Colt,” I moan as my nails scratch across his back in pure ecstasy. Both sexual and loving emotions fill me at once. He pulls his head back and his eyes meet mine again, a sweet smile on his face as he wipes the single tear that has slipped from my eye.
He kisses me gently and sweetly as our orgasms overcome us again, moaning our release into each other's mouths. Afterwards, we lay there holding one another as we breathe heavily.
“Holy fuck, Layla. You are perfect for me. It’s always been you, babe. I can’t wait to marry you and put my babies in you.” I look up at him and smile lazily.
“I’m so happy we have done it, and I get to live the rest of my life with you, Colton Hawthorne.” My smile beams as I look up at him. He cups my cheek like he always does, his gray blues staring into mine with a gorgeous smile of his own.
“My heart belongs to you forever, Layla White.”
CHAPTER
FIFTY-SIX
MAUI
LAYLA
8 MONTHS LATER
“Orders up!” Makoa yells from the kitchen, placing the plates with an omelet and turkey club on the serving station.
I give him a smile. “Thanks, Makoa.” I grab the two plates and head out to the small dining area to serve a young couple.
After we took two months to drive around the country and sightsee, we finally made it to Maui and put down a deposit on a house and a little beachfront cafe. Colton does more of the business side of things, managing the money, paying the bills, and I run the front. I waitress, clean, prepare drinks, and help Makoa in the kitchen.
We open daily from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m., a perfect shift to allow us some time to enjoy the lifestyle here. We serve to-go coffee and pastries and have indoor and beachfront patio dining for breakfast and lunch. In the afternoons, after work, we go surfing, scuba diving, or hang gliding. Anything we want, really.
Maui is the perfect place for two thrill-seekers to settle down with the endless possibilities of outdoor activities and sports to fulfill our adrenaline needs. We are thriving here and happier than ever.
Colton rounds the corner from the office, and his face brightens when he sees me, his pace quickening as he approaches me with a huge grin on his face. He looks so damn cute in his board shorts and black tank that reveals all his strong tattooed muscles.
“Hey, babe.” He kisses my forehead. “The numbers for last month are done. We’re doing well for a little start-up cafe.” He beams. “We actually profited a bit, thanks to you and your awesome food and drinks.” He wraps his arm around me.
“That’s great, Colt! I’m so proud of this, but it works because it’s the two of us.”
“And me too!” Makoa yells from the back. He’s a friendly middle-aged local who we just love. He has a great sense of humor and is a total family man who loves our love.
“Of course, Makoa, we couldn’t do any of this without you!” I call back.
“So that means I’m getting a raise?” he teases.
“Well, the way things are going, hopefully soon we can.” Colt smiles at him.
“That’s why I love you kids!” Makoa turns back to the kitchen and busies himself with work.
“What do you want to do after work today? We close in an hour.”
“I’m a little tired today. Why don’t we make lunch for ourselves and take it out to the beach?” I suggest.
“Sounds perfect. I’ll take one of Makoa’s turkey clubs.”
“Mmm, me too,” I agree.
He gives me a hug, and we finish out the hour. Colt always helps me clean at the end of the day while Makoa closes thekitchen, but not before he makes our late lunch and puts it into a cooler for us.
“Thanks, Makoa! Have a good night!” we say as we lock up and part ways for the day, heading out towards the beach. Colt throws down a blanket and puts up a beach umbrella. Then we pull out our lunches and dig in.
