Love in Surrender (De La Fuente Family 8)

Felicity doesn’t say anything, lost in her own thoughts while stroking her belly.

It makes me sad because I want everything that she has. I want a husband who adores me, and to start a family with him. I’m beginning to realize that my dream of Blake being that person isn’t going to come true. Ever.

He’s decided and that’s it.

7

Blake

“Does anyone else know that you’re getting sensation back in your legs?” Kasey asks, a deep frown creasing his forehead. He knows the answer before finishing his question.

“I think Violet might suspect, but I haven’t told anyone…and you can’t either.” I hold his gaze. “I don’t want Violet getting her hopes up, not if this is all I’ll ever have, it could really go both ways.”

“You do know Violet leaves for an interview in Boston in two days? What if she gets the job?” Kasey kicks his feet back and rests them on the porch railing.

What if she gets the job?

I haven’t thought that far ahead because Violet not being here with me isn’t an option anymore. “I’ll follow her to Boston,” I blurt, shocking myself. “I mean.” I frown. “I don’t know what I mean.”

Kasey shakes his head, a smirk stretching his lips. “Why can’t you just tell her the truth?”

“It’s not that simple.” I groan.

“It is that simple. You’ve been lying to her for months now. Letting her think you don’t give a shit when all along you’ve been in love with her. I agree with Felicity and Violet. You’re an idiot.”

I glare at Kasey who ignores me. I know I’m an idiot, but it pisses me off hearing it out of someone else’s mouth. “I want to be able to give her everything that you give my sister. But, until I can walk I’m not even going to talk to her about it. I refuse to give her hope.”

“You’re a stubborn ass, you know that? But I do understand where you’re coming from. The thing is, even if I’d had nothing to offer Felicity but myself, I would have chased her to the ends of the earth. I knew we were meant to be together from the moment we’d met in Vegas.” Kasey pauses, smiling softly at the memory.

“That feeling you get in your chest when you look at the woman you love is special. It becomes reserved for her and her alone…I love your sister, and I don’t give a shit who knows it. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make her happy.”

My hand automatically rubs at my leg while I take in everything Kasey is telling me. Everything he described, I feel for Violet and maybe it is time I’m honest. A conversation were I’m totally open with her, I need to stop pushing her away.

She was right, I’d never asked her what it is that she wants, I’ve only ever decided for her—at least were I’m concerned.

“Sore leg?” Kasey asks, and I pause mid-rub.

Sighing, I admit, “Yeah. The more feeling that I’m getting back, the more pins and needles I’m getting.”

“She’s your physical therapist, I’m sure she’s well aware of what’s going on in your recovery. You do realize that right?”

I’m saved from answering the question as Violet slams through the front door, and nearly falls right into my lap.

I reach out and steady her, my own fear rising when I look at her panicked face. “What is it?”

“Felicity’s in labor.” She squeaks.

Kasey’s chair flies back and he’s inside. I quickly transfer from the rocker to my wheelchair and before I can move myself, Violet takes control and quickly runs me down the ramp and to the car. “You get in the passenger seat, and I’ll drive.”

For once I don’t question Violet and assist her in getting me into the car. She quickly folds my chair and shoves it into the trunk. I watch as she runs to Kasey’s SUV and grabs Felicity’s packed bag, shoving it in beside my chair.

“Back in a second.” Violet rushes off while I try and catch my breath at how quickly she’s reacting to my sister being in labor.

I want to be at the hospital with her even if I’m not allowed in the delivery room, I just didn’t think I’d get to arrive with her. Thanks to Violet thinking about me, I will.

Kasey carries my sister in his arms while Violet quickly dashes ahead to open the back door of the car. They quickly get settled when Felicity scares the shit out of me, a scream ripping out of her lungs. “Oh God! That really hurt.”

“Breathe,” Kasey suggest, taking her hand and rubbing her stomach. “I love you. You can do this.”