Page 108 of Finally Forever
“We’ll learn together.”
Nothing could compare to the love I have for him, especially at this moment. I open my eyes and hug him, excited but also uncertain.
His hands clutch the back of my robe, pinning me to his hard body.
“It’s a little weird, right? To think we could walk outside and not worry or look over our shoulders and not be suspicious about someone who’s just having a bad day,”
“I’ve never known that.”
My heart weeps a little. I hate that he’s never known that. My love, my everything. He has so much good to experience. And I get to be there to share it with him. And with our baby.
I lean back to look into his eyes. “Are you okay about your dad? He was still your dad.” I know the answer, but I feel it’s still important to ask.
“He was a monster.”
I nod, understanding and won’t bring it up again. “So…what do you want to do?”
“Anything. Everything.”
Laughter bubbles from me. “What about Xavier?”
He straightens, holding my hands. “I don’t know. He’s free too, I suppose. From us, anyway.”
“Should we keep him on for a while?” It feels weird to let him go.
“I don’t think he’s the personal assistant type.”
I laugh at the mental image of Xavier holding an iPad and taking notes. “Yeah. No way.”
“I’ll compensate him nicely.”
“It’s the right thing to do.” I nod and glance around the luxurious room.
“What are you thinking?”
“Too many things at once. Where to start? Where to live? What to do? Who to see? I guess we should start by getting dressed.” I face him.
“And we have plans to meet with Lowell. We promised.”
“We did.” I smile at the thought. “We can tell him the good news, too.” I gasp. “What about Nathan and Kensington? Do they know? Does Riley? Omigosh. We can go to the weddings and not worry. We can have fun and be normal!”
Sebastian is half dressed in dark jeans. Always, he beats me. I march to my suitcase and pluck a wrinkled dress from the pile of clothes. “This won’t do.” I dig deeper, grab panties, a bra, a pair of jeans, and a cropped shirt. It’s not nearly as cold here as it was in Montana. “I wish I had all my clothes.” I tug on my jeans and shirt, the hem revealing some of my stomach. “Where are all our clothes?” We only packed one large suitcase each when we left for Montana.
I turn.
Sebastian sits on the bed, fully dressed, an amused grin on his face.
“What?”
“Nothing.” His grin widens.
“That is not anothingface.” I saunter over to him and stop between his spread legs.
He grips my waist, his thumbs brushing my skin where my stomach is exposed. “I still own the villa in Cassis.”
I blink wide. “You do?”
“We do.”
