“No more of that,” he tells her, slapping a hand down over her ass and making her giggle like a schoolgirl. “We have a cruise to catch.”
Roman disappears inside with my mother, and just before the door closes between us, I hear her voice calling out. “I LOVE YOU.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I LOVE YOU TOO. DON’T GET DRUNK TATTOOS. THEY’RE NEVER A GOOD IDEA AND REMEMBER, EIGHTEEN IS TOO OLD TO BE HAVING LITTLE BROTHERS OR SISTERS.”
And just like that, my mother and Roman are gone, leaving us here with nothing to do but have an amazing time, live our lives, and party until we can no longer stand. Which is exactly how my dumbass ends up right back in the bottom of the pool.Chapter 38Colton’s hand slips into mine before he loops his arm over my shoulder, keeping me right by his side as we walk up the stairs. A yawn tears out of me. It’s well past eleven at night but after the parents disappeared and everyone was celebrating, it sort of turned into a bit of a party.
Besides, what’s not to celebrate? I’ll be giving a family a baby, I’m on my way out of the Wolves, Nic is going to be behind bars where he can’t hurt anyone, and I have the most incredible people in my life. Not to mention, Colton only just finished telling me how the paperwork for our new foundation just got finalized, and starting next week, we’ll start putting together a team and working on the plans to get this thing off the ground. Hopefully, it won’t take too long because there are children out there who desperately need our help.
There was a stage where I thought finding this happiness was never going to come. I was so filled with dread, pain, and regret that I could hardly see a single step in front of me. Without Colton there to guide me through, who knows where I’d be now.
I have to admit, I’ve made a few mistakes along the way, but this is it. I’ve finally reached the finish line, and to be here with Colton right by my side is so much more than I could have ever asked for.
Hell, for a while there, I thought that I'd never get my happy ending. I was so close to having it all, and then bomb after bomb just kept getting dropped on me, but here I am again, and this time, there are no bombs left. There’s nothing stopping me from having the future I want and deserve. You know, as long as I work my ass off for it.
I’ve been speaking to Miss Davies about which courses to take once I go to college after this baby pops out. She’s been helping as much as she can, always smiling at me like she’s so damn proud, and honestly, I kinda love it. Though, she keeps asking me about Christian and if I accidentally let any more details of his life slip out, he’ll probably hang me in a meat locker and use me as a human pinata, poking me until all my insides fall out.
We finally reach the top of the stairs and the exhaustion is creeping in so thick that I can hardly hold myself up anymore. But once we finally reach his bedroom door and it closes behind us, a new energy sinks into my bones, something that I only ever experience with him.
There’s just something about Colton that I can’t get enough of.
He walks over to the side of his bed, pulling his clothes off as he goes, ready to sink into the sheets and call it a night, completely oblivious to the thoughts running through my mind. He grabs hold of his belt buckle, and I’m mesmerized, watching as he undoes it. The muscles in his arms and abs flinch with each movement, and for a brief second, I have to make sure that I’m not drooling.
He’s absolutely everything. How is it possible for a man to look like that? It’s as though he was carved out of stone, so perfectly incredible.
He drops down into his bed and looks up at me, still standing by the door, my eyes hooded as I bite down on my lip.
I reach behind me and turn off the light, sending the room into darkness. As my eyes adjust, I find that I can see perfectly well with the moonlight streaming in through Colton’s bedroom window.
How could anything be more perfect?
I take full advantage.
I walk around to his side of the bed, putting myself right in front of him where he won’t be able to miss a thing and put on a show fit for a king … my king. I do a slow spin while taking my time peeling off my bikini top. I feel Colton’s eyes on me, watching, wanting.