Page 20 of In Love With My Best Friend

“You’re not wrong, brother. See you this weekend,” I tell him, and he replies, “You got it.”

We both hang up and I finish my work and emails, before I turn the computer off and head for home. Two more days and Larissa will be mine, now and forever.

Larissa

For the past two days, Jake has been walking around like he’s a man on a mission. I’m sure he’s up to something, but I’m not sure what it could be. We have everything, literally everything that could ever make me happy. A handsome baby boy, we’re engaged, and a beautiful home. I’m happier than I could ever possibly be. I’m just wondering what he’s up to. It must be something big.

“Do you have everything you need?” he questions me, knocking me out of my thoughts.

“Yep, Eli’s bag is packed, and I have the pump and small cooler packed,” I answer him. All he told me was we’re going on a day trip. He hasn’t been to the lake in a while and he wants us to go as a family.

We all load up into the Expedition, Jake grabs my hand and holds it as he expertly backs the SUV out of the garage, and we head out.

“How far away is the lake?” I ask him as we get on the road.

“It’s only about an hour away,” he replies.

“Are you sure nothing is going on?” Repeating my question from earlier.

“Nope, everything is good. Just wanted a family outing,” he says as we continue on. I watch as the trees eat up the mileage and look around. Elijah is in the back seat and sound asleep. I’m content, for the first time ever. I have a home filled with love and happiness. A very far cry from what I grew up with.

We talk and laugh the time away, until we come around a bend in the road that leads to a dirt road. I instantly see the lake and I’m in awe.

“Jake, this is beautiful. How did I not know about this place?” I feel like today I’ve asked him a million and one questions and he’s answered them all, with more patience than I could ever have.

“It was Mack’s dad’s house. He left it to him, and we’ve had it for a while now. He fixed it up some, so it was more livable and built a new dock to fish from,” he says, as we pull into the driveway area. I hear Jake say, “Stay, I’ll come help you out,” but I’m already out of the vehicle. I open the back door, climb in and start to grab the car seat out, when two hands are on my hips pulling me back. When my body is out of the car and Jake is pressed up against my back, I can feel his hard length. It makes me whimper when he whispers, “I told you to stay. I take care of you and Eli. I know you’re independent as hell, but let me have this, Baby.”

I lean back into him and give him the words he needs, “Okay, Jake. I can do that.”

“Thank you, Baby,” he nips my ear and my body shivers with desire.

He moves me and hefts the diaper bag and car seat out with ease. I stand, watching his muscles flex and it has to be the hottest thing in the world.

“Ready?”

“Uh…yeah,” I mumble. He laughs. I’m constantly getting caught red handed gawking at him.

Jake

I’m not sure how I’ve managed to keep everything from Larissa while we were in the car or once we got here. Mom has everything set up in the main house, across the lake. You can’t see very much of it, due to the island-like copse of trees in the middle of the lake.

I usher her into the house, praying like hell she can’t hear anything across the way. I want Larissa relaxed and as surprised as possible.

Mom and I didn’t invite a lot of people, wanting to keep it small and quiet.

I show Rissa around the small cabin. It’s only a two bedroom with one bathroom, a small kitchen, and an even smaller living area.

“I love what Katrina did here,” she states.

“How did you know Mom did all of this? I could have, you know?” I play into her talk.

“Jake, Honey. I saw your condo. There’s no way you did this. It has your mom stamped all over this. It’s cozy,” she says as she stretches with a yawn.

“You really didn’t like the condo’s décor, did you?”

“It’s not that I didn’t like it, it was just…sterile,” she replies.

“It was me, and I didn’t really care what it looked or felt like. I wasn’t home much when you were gone. I didn’t want to be there without you. Fuck, I barely washed the sheets, wanting to smell your scent lingering as long as I could. Once your scent was gone though, I worked as much as I could,” I tell her with all honesty.

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