Sylvia laughs. “Oh yes.” She places her hand on my arm. “All the De La Fuente men fall hard.”
“I have and I don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about it,” Kasey states, staring at his brother.
Eric laughs. “You’re easy to tease.”
“Kasey,” Sylvia says with a glare at her husband before she focuses on my guy, “what Eric means to say is that he’s really happy for you. We both are.”
“Thank you.” Kasey grins like an idiot with his eyes only for me. “Now that that’s been established…” He moves from the chair, takes my hand and tugs me back down with him.
I feel a blush starting to creep onto my face as Kasey gets me settled on his lap. “That’s much better,” he comments, and grins at the couple.
Eric roars with laughter. “I’m glad Diego isn’t here or he’d have had us betting on how long you’d have lasted before she was on your lap.” He moves to sit beside Sylvia, who settles into his side.
“When are you heading home?” Eric asks.
Kasey looks at me before answering his brother, “We’re bringing Blake here tomorrow once he’s discharged. The plan is to give him a few days to get used to moving around in the chair and then we’re going to fly home. The doctors have said he’s okay to fly, we just have to make sure that he gets physical therapy.”
“You’ll love the farm, Felicity,” Sylvia adds. “It’s so peaceful and the air is so clean and fresh. On a good day, you can even catch a glimpse of the aurora borealis.” Sylvia has a dreamy look on her face. “It really is beautiful.”
“I’m excited to see where Kasey grew up, but I’m nervous about meeting the rest of your family.” Kasey kisses the side of my face and I offer him a small smile before I quickly placing a kiss to his lips. His eyes widen slightly but the smile on his face is a delighted one. I turn back to Eric and Sylvia. “I’m afraid that Blake and I will be overwhelmed because it’s really been just the two of us for the past seven, nearly eight years.”
Sylvia nods and captures her husband’s hand that was wandering back and forth on her thigh. She gives her husband a “behave or else” smile while Eric grins at her. Laughing, she rolls her eyes in response. “Just remember they won’t bite, and you might even be there when Emelia has her baby.”
“Lucia is knitting up a storm, which Emelia is grateful for, although she now might have enough knitted garments until her baby is ten.”
“Seriously?” I ask.
“Maybe a slight exaggeration on Emelia’s part, but it will be close. Lucia and Emiliano will love you, so please don’t worry.” She frowns and turns to Eric. “Can you remember the name of that woman who has just moved to town? Sarah was talking about her the last time we were there. I’m sure she’s a qualified physical therapist. Would be amazing if I remember that right. She could go out and work with Felicity’s brother.”
“Fifi Flowers,” Eric answers.
Sylvia has a surprised look on her face and then starts laughing. She pats him on the chest as tears of amusement fill her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she giggles. “Fifi Flowers…So funny.”
“That’s her name! What’s funny about that,” Eric asks, not impressed with his wife’s laughter.
Sylvia clears her throat. “Fifi Flowers is, um, Fifi and the Flowertots, something that Mateo and Erin put on the TV to stop Francesca from screaming the house down. But I do remember her name now, it’s Violet Flowers.” She gives Eric a smug look. “I just know that I’m going to be calling her Fifi now. Ugh.”
Kasey laughs and buries his face against my neck. I massage his bent head and get a tantalizing scent of his cologne. Moaning into the top of his head, he suddenly stills, but not before I feel the growing hardness under me.
He kisses my neck and finally comes up for air. “Behave,” he hisses.
“So now that we know to contact Fifi, we’ll get it sorted,” Kasey tells his brother.
“Asshole,” Eric grumbles, and changes the subject, “You guys eaten?”
“No,” Kasey replies, and I shake my head.
Sylvia grins. “Then let’s go out and eat. Italian?”
“I love Italian food,” I answer.
“Italian it is then.” Kasey helps me stand.
“Let me quickly go and change.”
“We both will…back in a minute,” Kasey wraps his arm around my neck as he walks me to our bedroom.
“No hanky-panky till later. I’m hungry!” Eric shouts.