Smiling, Grace shook her head. “No, Alex. We are not here to talk about your wedding.”
Jutting her lower lip in a pout, we all laughed as Alex fell back onto the couch.
Before my mind could drift off to the idea of marrying Colt, Grace slapped her hands together, startling not only me, but also Mireya. She had started crying when Taylor scooped her up and began dancing around the room with her, instantly making her laugh.
“Shit, sorry about that, Lib.” Libby smiled and motioned for Grace to go on. “Now that Tay has Mireya all settled, we are here to talk about our girls’ trip.”
Alex, Libby, and Maegan all wore confused expressions on their faces. “Girls’ trip? What girls’ trip?” Alex asked.
Taylor let out a chuckle. “The girls’ trip to Montana that Grace is planning.”
Libby busted out laughing. “When did this come about?”
Grace placed her hands on her hips and looked around the room to each of us. “It came about this morning. Just think how fun it would be if we all drove up to Montana.”
“Um . . . Grace, I have a slight problem with that. I have a seven-month-old baby. I can’t go to Montana.”
Grace pressed her lips together tightly. “Is it the distance? Too far?”
Libby offered Grace a bemused smile. “You could say.”
Grace narrowed her left eye as if she was devising a new plan. “Okay, I’ll give you that Montana could be a bit far to go with a baby. How about Colorado?”
Maegan perked up. “Durango? I’ve always wanted to go to Durango!”
The air in the room quickly changed to excitement. “How far is the drive?” Libby asked, clearly thinking more seriously about this.
Grace pulled out her phone. Asking into her phone for directions from Mason to Durango, it came back with thirteen hours. Libby chewed on her lower lip. “I don’t know, Grace. Luke isn’t gonna go for it.”
“Go for what?” Everyone turned and looked at Luke. He was covered in sweat as he took a long drink of water. Peeking over to Libby, I attempted to hold back my smile. She was looking at him like she wanted to pounce on him. He was for sure the salt to her nuts.
Standing, Libby made her way over to Luke and gently kissed him. “You look hot.”
Luke smiled and I found myself looking away. Turning back I let out a gasp when I saw Colt standing there. He was wearing a white T-shirt that was soaking wet from sweat. It clung to his body, showing off the muscles he earned while doing work around his daddy’s ranch. Will walked up to Alex and went to kiss her as she laughed and pushed him away. “Gross, Will. You are covered in sweat!”
Glancing back to Colt, I smiled. Winking he took a drink of water. Sighing, I wondered how in the world he made getting a drink look so damn sexy. My eyes traveled all over his body as a shiver ran across my skin. Colt never took his eyes off of me while he finished off his water. Setting the glass down in the sink he tilted his head and slowly flashed that smile of his. God help me to control myself because right now I couldn’t care less who was in the room. I wanted Colt’s hands on my body.
“Hey big brother! I’m trying to talk the girls into a girls’ trip.”
Luke, Colt, and Will all looked at Grace. She looked between each of them and laughed. “Holy hell. You’d think I just told the three of you that you were never going to have sex again. I’m just asking for five days with my girls. Five damn days of not having to stand here and watch the love fest between y’all.”
“Amen!” Taylor and Maegan both said at once.
“Five days of just girl fun. Maybe a little responsible drinking, hiking, river rafting.”
Libby’s mouth dropped open. “Wait! I can’t do any of that if I have the baby.”
“Wait. What? You want to bring the baby, Libby?” Luke asked in a shocked voice.
Shrugging her shoulders she raised her eyebrows. “Well, you work every day so what else would I do with her?”
Will held up his hand, “Hold on. When and where?”
Grace smiled. “Durango and as soon as we can book the hotel we can leave!”
Colt’s eyes were locked onto mine. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. A part of me really wanted to go on this girls’ weekend, even though I’d miss Colt something fierce. What if he said no? The idea of Colt saying no had me getting upset. I was still my own person, and if I wanted to go on a trip. I’d go on a trip.
Motioning with his finger for me to come to him, I headed his way. Stopping just short of him he placed his hand on the side of my face. “I want to hold you in my arms but I’m sweaty.”