Lei'd With Cupcakes (Cupcakes 3)

Hey Guys,

I hope you had a wonderful trip, and wanted to be there to greet you and give hugs, but figured you’re all pretty exhausted from the trip… The dogs were fed, watered, and walked this morning, and I straightened up the mess I’d made in your house. Enjoy the cupcakes, and Lila, the girls and I expect a full report tomorrow night.

Love ya,

Carmen.

I chuckled as I read the note. Yeah, I’m sure Carmen’s idea of a mess and mine were completely different. My girl was OCD to the max, and I could already tell the house was cleaner than it had been when we’d left.

I was stuffing my face with the chai cupcake when Cade entered the kitchen and grinned at me.

“There’s my woman,” he said, raising one eyebrow. It always made me jealous when he did that, because I couldn’t. I always ended up raising both, which made my eyes pop out and ended up making me look like a psycho.

I started to stick my tongue out at him, then noticed frosting on my lip and licked that off instead.

Cade growled in response, and my entire body tingled.

“Let me help with that,” he said, and seconds later, his lips were on mine. I happily participated, but then he pulled away and went to bite my cupcake.

“Hey,” I said, pulling the cupcake out of his mouth range. “Get your own.”

“But we’re engaged, aren’t you supposed to share with me?” he asked with the cutest grin I’d ever seen in my life.

“Everything but cupcakes,” I replied, tipping the cupcake and wiping some frosting on his lips. Then I licked it off.

“Mmmmm,” Cade said, looking from me to the bakery box, then back again. “You, me, and those cupcakes, in bed, tonight.”

The tingle turned to a burn, then I thought better of it and replied, “I’m not wasting all of those cupcakes.”

“Oh, darlin’, it wouldn’t be a waste, I promise.”

My brain got foggy and I forgot how to breathe for a minute.

“I’m so glad we’re home,” I purred when I caught my breath. “No more sex rules.”

Cade chuckled, then something occurred to me and I said, “Hey.”

He tipped his chin.

“Where are we going to live?” I asked, a million questions suddenly flooding my mind. “Are we going to stay here, or move to the cabin? I love my house,” I said, thinking of all the hard work we’d done on the renovations. Then I pictured his beautiful cabin and added, “But, I also love your cabin. Still, the cabin is pretty remote, and here,

the kids are by their dad, and have friends in the neighborhood.”

“We don’t have to decide right away,” Cade began, but I had too many questions to stop now.

“Will we move in together right away, or wait until the wedding? When is the wedding? Do you want to get married soon, or were you thinking a long engagement would be better? If your parents are planning to come out, and we are going to do the pig roast thing, that might take a while to put together. On the other hand, I’d be happy to marry you tomorrow.”

“Lila,” Cade said, his hands coming up to cup my cheeks in his hands. My eyes met his, and the look I saw there calmed the panic that had been bubbling over. “Relax. We have time to discuss everything. We’ll do what makes us happy. If you want to live here, we live here. If you want to move to the cabin, so be it. If you want to live here, and keep the cabin for weekends or whatever, that’s cool. This isn’t something I want you to stress over. It’s us, that’s all that matters. The rest is just details. Okay?”

I nodded, then turned my head to kiss one of his palms.

“Okay,” I whispered, then smiled and said, “And it’s a date. You, me, those cupcakes, and our bed. Tonight.”

???Tell us everything,” Amy May said, sipping her long island iced tea out of a straw.

“Yes, don’t leave anything out, especially the dirty stuff,” Carmen added with a giggle, her long ponytail swaying.

“How did you get those bruises?” Bea asked, her eyes narrowed as she looked over my exposed skin.