ng to do?” I teased back.
She was coming tonight. We were ending this once and for all.
She shrugged. “I can stay here with Mr. Crane,” she said. “I’ll just slow you down.”
I narrowed my eyes, looking at her. She was beautiful in a tight black turtleneck and black pants, her hair loose and shining down her back, and Rika had even helped with her makeup. She was ready. Why did she think she wasn’t coming all of a sudden?
I’ll just slow you down.
I pulled away from Banks and headed around the island to where Winter sat. Leaning over the corner, I took her under her arms and lifted her off the seat slowly, bringing us nose to nose.
She tried to face away, but I followed her.
“I’m not in a rush,” I whispered.
Her mouth twisted to the side, like she was trying not to get upset.
“I don’t want you to worry about me,” she admitted. “You need to focus tonight.”
I stared at her, thinking about all the times that would come up over the years ahead where she would think we’d move faster without her. Have more fun without her. Get to enjoy the full extent of an adventure without her.
Have more freedom without her hanging on.
I wasn’t living like that. I wouldn’t let her live like that.
“That’s not how we’re doing things,” I said. “That’s not your life anymore.”
The corner of her lip twitched, like she might tear up, but she didn’t.
If I ever thought I couldn’t do something with her, then I wasn’t doing it at all.
“Your place is at my side,” I told her. “Say it.”
She whispered, “My place is at your side.”
“Louder.” I shook her gently, but my tone was firm. “My woman doesn’t ask permission. She’s a force. Say it louder.”
Her chin started to tremble, but her voice burst out strong. “My place is at your side.”
And I kissed her, making sure she fucking believed it. She was always wanted.
I set her back down, a little smile peeking out of her now, and Alex strolled in, carrying something and plopping it down on the island in front of me.
It was a black suit with a white shirt and black necktie. Kind of like Rika’s.
There were gloves and shoes, too.
I looked to Alex.
“It’s a party, after all,” she said.
And then she put my mask on top.
I laughed a little. The irony wasn’t lost on me.
We weren’t boys in hoodies anymore, I guess. It was time to reintroduce ourselves to Thunder Bay.
A half hour later, I tightened my tie and pulled on my black, leather gloves, heading out the front door to one of the motorbikes Michael had waiting. I had no idea if he owned all of them or what, but the village wouldn’t accommodate our cars tonight, so bikes, it was.