Page 149 of Cold Feet
Zayne stood, patting Cam's shoulder. "Don't play dumb, Murphy. We all know where this is heading." He gestured vaguely at my ring. "Just don't rush her, okay? And if you do anything stupid…
“...you’ll bury me in the equipment shed,” Cam finished his sentence. “Got it.”
“Lana, I just wanted to say… I know you need one of the guys to do an interview with that writer, Shelby. So…I just wanted to, uh, tell you…I’m good to help out. If you want.”
“Thanks, Zayne,” I replied. Stunned.
With that parting shot, Zayne wandered off to join Logan and Pietro, leaving Cam and me shocked and amused.
"Did my brother just give us his blessing?" I asked incredulously.
"I think he did." Cam pulled me closer. "And threatened my life in the same breath. Classic Zayne."
“And, am I crazy or did he just volunteer to do an interview with a romance author? Without me evenaskinghim?”
“Yes, yes he did,” Cam grinned, taking a sip of his drink.
Later, as we stood on the restaurant's terrace, the night air warm and salt-tinged from the bay, Cam wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder.
"So," he said, his voice low and intimate in my ear. "Puck Daddy, huh?"
I laughed, leaning back against him. "Well, you know how much I love the pet names..."
"I loved it, Cupcake Queen" he said, pressing a kiss to my temple. "Almost as much as I love you."
I turned in his arms to face him, reaching up to trace the line of his jaw. "You were amazing tonight. On the ice. With the press. With my brother."
"I had good motivation." His hands settled at my waist, warm and steady. "I'm playing for more than just the win now. I'm playing for us. For our future."
The wordfuturestretched out between us, full of promise and possibility. Marriage. A home. Weekends at the beach house with my extended family. Maybe someday, a family of our own. I held the sapphire ring on my finger, no longer a prop but a promise.
"Our future," I repeated softly. "I kinda like the sound of that."
Cam's smile – that devastating, heart-stopping smile that had been my undoing from the very beginning – spread slowly across his face.
"Me too," he said, before closing the distance between us with a kiss that felt like... well, like coming home.
