dark car. He jumps out and then holds his hand out to me just like I’m a princess. I don’t hesitate taking it, but when I’m at the edge of his seat, I pull him into me and wrap my legs around him with my arms to follow around his neck.
“Thought we were in a hurry,” he mumbles against my lips.
“Smartass.” I kiss him. “You know how I’ve started up my fashion blog for work?”
“Yeah, the no bra wearing occupation and sexy as fuck clothes are much approved.”
I smile on his lips. “I love how supportive you are of my career. I built a website for you, too.”
“Like a porno one?” he asks, with a huge smile.
“Rhett, are you ever serious?”
“Not when it comes to you and sex.”
“I made you a website called, Westburn Wood for your woodwork and you already have three orders for a table like the one in our living room.”
“You are kidding, right?” All joking tones have dissipated in his voice.
“I’m not. You are so fucking talented Rhett and I want the world to know.”
He cups my face in his hand and I swear tears well up in his eyes. “Thank you, baby. Thank you so much.”
“No thanks needed.”
He pulls me from the truck and hand in hand we walk into the restaurant. He pulls open the door and then leans down to whisper in my ear.
“Darby, I’m not going to be able to understand all that website shit.”
I know exactly what he’s referring to and reassure him until there’s no doubt left lingering in his mind. We’re both in the restaurant waiting to be seated.
I wrap both of my arms around his neck, stick my tongue down his throat, and then pull back. “Good thing your secretary is addicted to your dick and filthy mouth.”
“Fuck, woman,” he growls.
“How many tonight?” We both turn to a teenage girl holding a pile of menus.
“We’re with some other people. I think they may be here,” Rhett responds.
And just then I spot Ava waving her arm and Zane standing to come get us.
“We are with them.” I point towards Zane, who is on a mission to get to us.
“Okay, go ahead.” She holds an arm out.
Zane approaches as if his ass were on fire.
“Do you fucking ever answer your phone?” he growls.
Rhett pats down his pockets, feeling for something. “Shit, must have forgot it at home. Darby distracted me with her tits.”
He slaps my ass and I grab his hand, leading him back to Ava. Zane follows and I can tell he’s whispering something to Rhett, and I’m sure it’s some manly shit. A bungee cord effect happens next when I continue to walk and Rhett stops dead in his tracks, yanking me back.
“What in the hell?” I ask, looking back at him.
“Nothing,” Rhett answers quickly then grabs me by the hips, guiding me to the table with his chest pressed against my back.
“Ava,” I holler and wrap her up in a hug. “Oh my god, I miss you so much.”
“Darby, I thought you died.” She giggles.
“You’re not that lucky,” I joke.
“Has Rhett kept you tied up over there?”
“Partially,” I admit, pulling back from her. “I’ve started up my fashion blog again and even have a few sponsors.”
“Darby, that’s great.” Ava gives me another big hug before nuzzling into Zane’s side.
We are seated in a cozy corner booth. Rhett’s perched on the end, so I cuddle up in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“You okay, baby?” I ask.
“I am now,” he says nuzzling in my neck.
Ava and I chat it up, while the men study the menu and each other. The vibe is off and I’m not quite sure why, but I’m so damn excited to see my best friend that I ignore the feeling. We all order and enjoy wine before little Charlie squeaks from her carrier.
“Mine,” I announce, bouncing up to gobble her up in my arms. “I swear she’s grown in just a week.”
“I know,” Ava wipes her bangs from her eyes. “She’s latched to the tit non-stop.”
“Just like her daddy,” Rhett pipes up.
“Must suck sharing,” I add.
“Jesus, you two are quite the pair,” Zane pipes up. “Match made in heaven.”
His compliment makes me blush.
Rhett has been more vocal about us than I have been, so I see the perfect window of opportunity to show him how much I love him. “Has he told you?” I ask.
“Told me what?” Zane asks. “I mean, besides that his dick is eight inches.”
“That we made it official.”