Page 100 of My Sweetest Obsession
One that seems so easy.
So natural.
Something I thought we would never be able to find.
She kisses my shoulder blade. “That bacon smells amazing.”
I manage to shake off the emotion that momentarily froze me in place and blink away the tears burning in my eyes. “It’s almost done, and I have pancake batter ready to throw on next.”
“No baby-sized fruit?”
Chuckling, I set down the spatula and turn around in her hold so I can take her face in my palms and tuck her unruly hair behind her ears. “About that. It turns out the twenty-seven twenty-eight week range is basically heads of cauliflower, cabbage, or lettuce, and I figured none of those really sounded like a fabulous breakfast option.”
She grins at me. “You would be right. Pancakes and bacon sound much better. I’ve been craving bacon like crazy lately.”
“I know.” I smirk. “I saw that you bought three packs of it.”
A tiny giggle slips from her lips, the sound lifting me higher than any drug ever could.
I lower my forehead to hers and just hold her for a moment, with the sound of the bacon popping and crackling behind us and our hearts beating against each other. “I love you so much.”
Her arms tighten around me. “I know. I love you, too.”
Pulling my head back, I drift my thumb over her bottom lip. “This isn’t going to be easy.”
Far from it.
Because even though I didn’t want to see it or admit it, Dale was right about so many of the things that trigger me being tied to Ivy.
It will always be a battle against those voices, that faceless enemy, but somehow, with her here at my side, it doesn’t feel so unwinnable. I won’t be staring down that enemy alone.
She nods. “I know, but nothing that’s good ever is, right?”
“It was easy for you and Drew.”
Maybe I shouldn’t have said it.
The instant that darkness crosses her gaze, I wish I hadn’t.
But she gives me a sad smile. “That wasn’t always true. I didn’t get to see him very much. He was always at work. But I knew he was doing it for a very good reason, that it was his passion to help others. It was part of what I loved so much about him. You and I just have…different complications.”
I shake my head. “I don’t want to bring more complication into your life, Ivy.”
All I want is to make it easier, happier, fulfilling.
“You haven’t, Cam.” She offers a slight shrug. “I’m not looking at it like that anymore, neither of us can.”
I draw in a deep breath and nod, then dip my head to kiss her.
It’s slow and sweet.
A savoring of something so beautiful and pure that I definitely don’t deserve it.
She leans into my hold, her mouth moving over mine, and a tiny groan slips from her lips.
Good God…
I fucking love that sound.
