Wild Tendy (IceCats 2)

“Probably,” he agrees, and then he kisses my temple.

He looks down at me, and I love his smile. I want to do something I never thought I’d do. “I want to go.”

He nods. “Me too, but I promised I’d stay for the party. Thankfully, no best man speech.” He shudders. “I would freak.”

I shake my head. “No, I want to go to Barcelona with you two.”

Callie’s eyes widen, and Nico grins. “No way.”

“Yes. Can we still go this weekend?”

“The shop?” Callie asks, and I shrug.

“We’ll close it for the weekend. I want to have fun.”

“For real?” Nico asks, and I nod.

“For real.”

He looks over at Callie, who is now jumping up and down, and then calls to Chandler, “Hey, Chandler.”

Chandler looks over at us, grinning from ear to ear.

“Put us on the plane thingy, ’cause we’re going!”

I’m terrified to leave my business for a weekend, but I want to live.

I want to live with Nico and Callie.

Chapter Thirty-One

Aviva

On our drive home, Callie is still trying to pick out a profile picture for her Instagram. “I like the one with the stones on the one little road where Nico started playing the Ed song the first time.”

I nod as I turn into the shop. I swear I would be okay if I never heard that song again. Between Callie and Nico, I think we listened to it a billion times. It was cute, though, watching her dance to it in the middle of the street. I took so many pictures and plan to blow up the one of Nico spinning her while they danced. The trip was worth closing the shop, and I’d do it again if given the chance. I could never have dreamed of the memories we made. It was so much fun.

While the trip was something we will do again, my first hockey game was pretty badass too. I had absolutely no clue what was happening, but the food was good, and Nico was super-hot. The IceCats lost, but we still had a blast.

“I think the one we took at the game tonight was awesome.”

She shrugs, but apparently, it wasn’t. For the last week, all I’ve heard about was how she wants to live in Barcelona and never leave. It was amazing. We only had two days, but in those two days, I have never been happier. The nerves I have that I’ll fall behind are still there. But I’ve been able to save so much money from doing the IceCats catering, and I have to keep reminding myself of that. I did the books the day we came back, and I felt a little better. In true form, though, I stress.

“I think the one of Nico twirling both of us is my favorite.”

I raise a brow. “You have one of both of us?”

She shows me the picture, and my smile grows. Nico is in the middle of us as he spins us. My red dress flows, as does Callie’s blue one. He looks stunning in a pair of shorts and tee, and yup, that’s the best picture ever. “How did you get that?”

“I had someone take it. And I did a boomerang.”

I make a face. “I don’t understand boomerangs, but send me that picture.”

“Done,” she says, and then she tucks her phone between her legs. “Is Nico coming over?”

“Yeah, but he’ll probably be late.”

She nods, threading her fingers together. “Why doesn’t he just move in?”

I whip my head around to her. “What?”

“He’s over all the time anyway, and he has crap at our house and we have crap at his. We might as well just merge our crap together.”

I blink. “Callie, please, be real.”

She glances over at me. “Aviva, we’re a family. I think he should move in. Or us with him.”

I take a deep breath, and while I would love to wake up every morning to Nico, that’s insane. He’d probably laugh in my face. He likes his space, and I like mine. But I like it more when he is around. “Maybe in a year if we’re still together.”

She makes a face. “You know he isn’t going anywhere, right?”

I swallow hard and my heart aches. She is already attached to Nico, loves him, and it makes me nervous. If something does happen, she’ll be crushed.

As would I.

But she’s right, he won’t go anywhere. We’re a cute little family. I don’t answer her, though, as I turn into the parking lot of the shop. We head inside, and I lock the door and set the alarm. Nico is coming over, but I gave him a key to get in the other day and he knows the code, so I head upstairs to shower and clean up. I don’t know how I feel about this jersey. It’s entirely too big. Callie’s swallows her whole, and mine hangs on me like a potato sack. I’m not a fan, but I did enjoy wearing Nico’s number. By the look on his face, I know he loved it too.