“I have a key but that might break friend code.” I hear Amelia tell her. Mia jumps from my lap. My hard cock slips free of her heaven. I let her this time, knowing it’s better to get this show on the road.
I watch her run around her bedroom trying to get dressed. I leap from the bed when she almost falls over putting on her pants. I catch her. “You’re not giving Amelia a key to our house.” I kiss her again before she can get her bearings. When I release her I leave her dazed as I start to get dressed myself.
“We’re moving in together.”
She finally comes to, pulling her pants on the rest of the way.
“Getting married and having babies,” I add as I pull my shirt on.
“We never used protection.” Her hand goes to her stomach. I clear the distance between us, dropping to my knees. I move her hand and kiss her stomach.
“We don’t need it.” I look up at her. I watch her eyes fill with tears.
“I want a family so bad. A real one.”
“I know you do.” I kiss her stomach again before I stand. “I’ll be on my knees again soon. Asking you to marry me the proper way.” I brush my mouth against hers. “But be careful what you wish for. You’re about to get all the family you can handle.” More banging sounds from the front door. Mia smiles against my mouth.
“I like the sound of that.” I raise my eyebrows at her because I’m not sure she knows what she’s getting into. “What if they don’t like me?” The silly thought dawns on her.
“Name someone who doesn't like you.” The girl lights up a room just by being in it. Her smiles are infectious. She has the purest of hearts, more than anyone I’ve ever met.
“My own parents?” she whispers. I want to hunt them down and strangle them.
“Some people weren't meant to have children. They don’t deserve you.” It’s the truth. “You’re about to get a family that is going to love the hell out of you and cherish what you have to give.”
“I love you, Max.”
I kiss her because I’ll never get tired of hearing those words come from her mouth.
“I love you more, angel.” We’re interrupted by the ridiculous knocking again. “Let’s go before someone calls the cops.” We walk hand and hand to the door and I take a deep breath in, knowing that the three people on the other side of the door are about to steamroll both of us. For the first time, I’m looking forward to them questioning me about my love life because I want everyone to know that Mia’s mine and that I love her. I squeeze Mia’s hand and open the door.
“What the hell?” My sister Kim and Amelia practically tumble into Mia’s place. They must have been pressed up against the door trying to listen. This does not shock me in the least. My mom pushes past them.
“I can’t believe you're getting married and you didn’t even call your mother! What am I going to do with you, Maxwell Kennedy?” I should have known that Kim wouldn’t fess up to our mother about putting that bogus ad in the newspaper. “I’ll deal with you later.” She gives me a hard look before she moves to Mia, immediately hugging her.
“Look at you.” Mom pulls back from the hug. “Can’t you just see the light coming off her?” Mom believes in all that energy and psychic reading stuff. Normally I scoff at all of it, but in this case she’s right. Mia does shine. I can’t tell you what it is but it’s there.
“Thank you.” Mia gives my mom a soft smile. Her cheeks turn a sweet shade of pink under my mom’s praise.
“We have so much to do!” My mom grabs Mia’s hand, pulling her toward the sofa in my living room. My sister and Amelia follow closely behind, chattering about dresses and flowers. “Of course my son only gives us a week to plan a wedding!”
“A wedding?” Mia halts to a stop before they reach the sofa.
“I mean, I already booked a place.” Kim smirks. She sits up a little taller, waiting for her thanks.
“I don’t know if I want to choke you over that or hug you at this point,” I tell my sister. The stupid wedding announcement almost killed my future with Mia. I look to her. No, that’s not true. I wouldn't have given up until she heard me out. I would have lived outside of her place until she finally gave. I didn't get as far as I have in life because when the road looks rough I turn around. I keep on pushing or find another route to get to where I’m going. Now that road will always be to Mia.
“We can’t plan a wedding that fast!” My mom protests. “What would your family think of all this?” Mia’s head drops looking down at the floor.
“I’m her family and I’m perfectly okay with it.” Amelia wraps an arm around Mia. They lean into each other. “As long as I get to plan a bachelorette party.” I fight a growl knowing this is a battle I’ll never win. Between Amelia and Kim there is definitely going to be a bachelorette party. It doesn’t mean that I can’t get twenty bodyguards to follow them around.
“Mia.” I walk over to where she’s standing with my mom and drop down to my knee. “I love you, sweet angel. I never knew that I could feel these things until the moment that I heard your voice. Now I can’t live without you. Do me the honor of becoming my wife. I promise that I’ll love you forever.”
“Yes.”
I lift her as I stand kissing her deeply. “I’ll get you a ring soon. I promise. I don’t like seeing that finger bare.”
My mom clears her throat. “You’re so much like your father I knew if you found the one she’d be it.” Mom reaches into her Chanel bag, pulling out a wooden small box. “It’s yours.” She hands me my grandmother's ring.