Page 140 of Cuffed By Love

“Oh hell no…” They utter simultaneously.

Noah, Kate, and Ayla laugh, watching them glare furiously at one another. Greyson and his wife Nora walk over and join them.

“Daddy, what the hell—” Mira protests, but Noah Evans holds his hand up, silencing her.

“Ah, ah, save it, Mira.” He interjects and crosses his arms over his chest and regards them both seriously. “You two love one another, and you’re having a baby. There is nothing more important than your child, trust me. So, until you stop being stubborn and running away from your problems, you’re staying cuffed together.”

Devin and Mira open their mouths to protest, but Noah shrugs, shaking the key between his fingers. “I’m the only one with the key this time, and those cuffs are not coming off until I see you two acting like the sometimes responsible adults I know you can be. Now go and work on your problems because we have a wedding to plan and a grandchild to welcome.” Noah says with a grin and shoos them away.

Mira and Devin watch their parents walk off laughing and turn to look at one another. “Fucking hell,” Devin utters.

“You can say that again,” Mira grumbles frostily and gives him a side-glare. Devin narrows his eyes and pins her with a scornful glare.

“Ugh, this is ridiculous!” Mira goes to walk off, and Devin goes in the opposite direction, and they both come crashing back into one another. Mira stumbles and falls into Devin, who catches her and gazes down in her flushed face. Mira lifts her eyes to peer up into his endless brown eyes that have forever captivated her.

“You’re supposed to move with me, Devin,” Mira tells him, her eyes drifting down to his lips.

“Am I now? How about this time, you move with me, Tiny Tinks?” Devin responds, leaning closer.

“Fine, you big lug,” Mira counters, her eyes closing when Devin’s lips sweep down, and he kisses her like he’s been longing to since the moment they separated. Mira circles her free arm around his neck and kisses him back with every bit of love and devotion she’s felt for him since she was old enough to understand what love truly was.

Devin pulls back from the kiss and looks into her eyes. “Shall we?”

Mira nods, and they walk hand in hand toward the car.

“You’re going in first,” Mira tells him.

“No, I am not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.

“You are too.”

“Woman, get your tiny arse in that car.”

“Bite me, King!”

“Don’t tempt me, Evans!”

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