Broken Dreams (Broken 2)

“I…we were talking about—”

“Books,” Mimi said as she got up and began making sweet tea for both Layton and Reed.

I nodded my head and smiled. “Yep, books.”

Reed reached for my hand and helped me up. “I’d give you a hug, babe, but I’m all sweaty.”

I bit down on my lip and peered up at him through my lashes. Reed’s mouth opened just a little, and I knew he was having the same thoughts I was having.

“I have something to show you at our house,” he whispered before he leaned down and kissed me.

I moved my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. I was completely and utterly lost in his love until Layton cleared his throat. We pulled back a bit and smiled at each other.

“We can finally go home?” I asked.

Since we had been back home, Reed would not let me come back to the log cabin. We’d either stayed at my house, or we’d stayed with Layton and Whit.

He tapped the tip of my nose and laughed. “Yep. I can finally carry you over the threshold.”

I did a little jump and started to run out of the kitchen.

“Court? Where in the hell are you going?” Reed asked.

I stopped, turned around, and looked at him like he was crazy. He’d just told me we were heading home, so I was going to pack up to leave.

“I’m packing up my stuff!”

Reed laughed and shook his head. “Okay, we’ll have to hurry up. I don’t want it to get dark.”

I glanced at the clock. It was five in the afternoon. “I’m pretty sure the sun doesn’t go down at six, babe.” I spun around and rushed upstairs. I was so ready to finally get settled and work on the room for the baby.

I grabbed Reed’s duffel bag and began shoving his clothes in it. He wouldn’t mind. I still didn’t see how he could put his clothes in that thing. I was about to call for him to help me when he appeared in the doorway.

“You in a hurry?”

I nodded my head and walked up to him. If I could crawl into his body, I would. The only time I ever really felt completely safe and happy was when we were making love.

“I just want to make love in our house…as a married couple…on every single surface,” I said as I raised my eyebrows up and down.

“Every surface?” he asked in almost a whisper.

“Every. Surface.”

He grabbed both bags and started heading downstairs. I did a little hop and hugged myself. I loved when I was able to turn him on like that. As I followed him downstairs, he walked through the kitchen and right out the back door without so much as a good-bye. I stopped and looked around at everyone.

“Okay…I guess we’re leaving,” I said with a giggle.

I hugged Mimi and Whitley good-bye.

“Call me later if you’re not too…busy,” Whitley whispered in my ear. “I remember when Layton and I came home from our honeymoon, and let me tell you, there are a lot of rooms in this house!”

I pulled back and let out a chuckle. As I started to walk outside, Layton joined me. We walked out onto the back porch, and I glanced over and saw Reed putting the bags in his truck.

“Hey, Court?”

I spun around and looked at Layton. “Yeah?”

“Thank you,” he said with a smile.