Page 129 of Coach
Trix bounded at me, tail wagging, body slamming into me.
“Trix!” Clearly, Este’s fear of Trix destroying something or scaring someone overtook her reservations about trespassing, because her voice was drawing closer. “Tri—”
Her voice faltered and fell as she moved into the doorway and spotted me standing there.
“Saul? What are you doing in here?” she asked, brows scrunching up.
I reached into my pocket, found the keys, and jiggled them in the air.
“You rented out this side?” she asked, looking even more confused.
“I bought the whole house,” I explained. “For us.”
Her eyes went round, then flooded.
“Really?”
“Really.”
“I thought he wasn’t interested in selling.”
“To you. Because he’d already sold to me. You’re right, by the way. If this wall was taken down, the kitchen would be hu—”
I trailed off on a grunt as Este flew herself into my arms, knocking me back a step.
“You’re amazing,” she told me, raining kisses up my neck, jaw, cheek, then finally my lips. She kissed me long and deep, and I could feel pieces of our future falling into place. “But I hope you know you just signed up for at least a year of nonstop renovation projects.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Este - 2 years
“You alright?” Saul asked, glancing over at me in the front seat of his pick-up truck on the long drive back to Shady Valley.
“Yeah, why?” I asked, glancing over.
“You haven’t said a word or moved in two hours.”
“Listen, I am so full that I feel like I might burst if I even breathe too deep,” I admitted, getting a low chuckle out of him. “You didn’t warn me that your family was going to keep piling my plate up each time it got even close to empty.”
“In my defense, you did tell them about the baby,” Saul said, shooting me a sweet smile. “They weren’t just feeding you, but them too.”
“The baby is going to have no room with how big my stomach had to stretch for all that food. I’m going to be craving those carnitas for the rest of my life.”
“My tía is going to love hearing that. She might want to move in to feed you while the baby grows.”
“Hey, we have extra rooms,” I said, getting a chuckle out of him.
“You might rethink that invitation when you know she insists on doing a deep house clean every Saturday morning. Starting at five a.m.”
“I mean… a clean house is never a bad thing.”
“No one is allowed to opt out of the cleaning.”
“Oh, in that case, maybe we just visit her every month. On, you know, a Tuesday.”
Saul reached for my wrist, lifting it, and pressing a kiss to the back of my hand. His fingers slipped between mine after, holding on as we kept driving.
I’d met a few of Saul’s family members since we’d gotten together. We’d visited with his sister and her lovely little family several times.
