Page 142 of You Found Me
“Well, then,” I say, clearing the humor from my tone. “I love you. So much. I find myself falling in love with you over and over, but harder each time. I can’t imagine not spending the rest of my life with you.”
I tuck her hair behind her ear, then lean into whisper, “And when you say the word, I’m going to have the best time putting a baby in you. Filling you up with my cum, not letting any of it spill out.”
I bite her earlobe and feel her body shiver. When I lean back, her cheeks are flushed, she’s breathing rapidly, and her pupils are blown wide. She starts to say something when I hear Mia.
“Clark, what’s wrong?”
Emmy breaks from my gaze to turn to Beckett and I do the same, noting that he’s staring at his phone with anger.
“B,” I say cautiously, stepping toward him. “Are you okay?”
Right as he dims his screen, it lights up again—this time with a call. I’m not sure who it is because the number isn’t saved. I start to ask again but he walks away to answer it. Not wanting to be a bother, I try to bring the conversation back to the plans for the build.
Instead of that happening, B starts shouting, “What would make you think I’d want to be any part of that?”
Emmy asks, “Do you know what’s going on?”
I shake my head just as B responds to whoever is on the other line. “The key word there iswere. We were best friends. You ruined that when you started dating Layla. And now you’re asking me to be in the fucking wedding? Don’t call me again.”
Beckett is always so calm and collected and the only time I ever saw him like this was in high school when he and Layla broke up. We all stand in shock—the others because they’ve never seen him like this and me because I’m surprised he did this in front of people. After hanging up, B walks off.
Mia looks at Emmaline before taking off after my brother. I start to go after him, too, but Emmy stops me.
“I know you want to help him—I do too—but Mia might be the right person to deal with him right now,” she suggests, squeezing my arm. “She won’t push him to talk. She’s gotten to know him really well, and will probably lighten his mood without meaning to. She’s a mess, ya know.”
I chuckle weakly. “You’re right. I’m worried about him, especially after hearing him yell out Layla’s name. She means nothing good and he’s still not who he used to be before she happened.”
“When he’s ready, I’m sure he’ll talk to you about it. Give him some time. I feel like I’ve gotten to know Beckett pretty well and while Layla might have broken him down, he’s strong,” she says with a smile. “And he has more people in his corner now that are there for the right reasons.”
I lean down, kissing her forehead. “Thank you. He’s lucky to have you all—I am too.”
She smiles and it overtakes her whole face. “And how lucky for you that you’ll get to have us forever.”
Smirking, I tilt my head and joke, “Is that your way of proposing marriage, Shortstack?”
Emmy shakes her head, still grinning. “More like a way to let you know that whenever you’re ready, so am I.”
I can’t stop myself from picking her up in my arms, spinning her around. She leans down, nipping at my bottom lip and I snake my arm up to the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep kiss. It doesn’t matter that we’re in front of our friends. I can’t control myself. Hearing her say she’s ready to get married isn’t something I expected to hear for a while.
I feel myself getting turned on, and thankfully I hear Theo’s telltale whistle then he says, “Break it apart you two. This is going to be a nice place for families to come, hang out, and eat good food.”
I pull back, noting the blush taking over Emmy’s cheeks and neck. “Sorry, dude. I just got a little carried away. Won’t happen again.”
“Yeah,” she says, clearing her throat. “Won’t happen again. It’s not like we haven’t already christened this place anyway.”
Cori and Colette laugh while Theo pretends to gag. “That’s actually disgusting. I don’t want to hear about that. You’re like a sister to me.Ugh,I think it’s time for me to leave.” He looks at the twins. “Are you both ready?”
Cori looks to Colette, tilting her head in an unsaid question—their twin powers working overtime as I try to figure out what’s wrong—and Colette nods. “Yep. We’re ready, Theodore,” Cori answers, as they start walking towards Theo’s Jeep.
“Good luck dealing with them without B,” I say.
Theo sighs. “Thanks. See you guys later.”
We say our goodbyes and as they drive off, Emmy asks, “Later? What did he mean by that?”
“We planned a whole family style dinner with everyone—Piper and Callum, too. Theo and I invited them tothis reveal, but Piper said it would mean more if it was just the group that was here.”
Emmaline reaches up as far as she can on her tiptoes and I meet her the rest of the way, kissing her once again. This time it doesn’t get heated and when she pulls away, she’s smiling. “I love you, Spencer Hale.”
