We get to my truck, and Amelia can’t help but run her eyes over it, taking in the bright pink quad bike strapped down in the back. Her movements stop as she gawks at the little motorbike with the big pink bow. “What the fuck is that?” she panics, pointing at the bike in question. “Don’t tell me that’s for Ryan.”
“Sure fucking is,” I grin proudly, stepping up beside her and pressing a quick kiss to her lips as my little parrot mimics ‘sure fucking is’ making both of our eyes bulge out of our heads as Zoey cackles behind me.
Ryan squeals in my ear and thrashes around in my arms as her excitement gets the best of her. I put her down, and within seconds, Coby is flying from Amelia’s arms into mine. “Ryan’s going to love it,” I tell her, “But don’t worry. I bought all the safety gear she could possibly need, and I’ll make sure that she knows what she’s doing. She’s going to be one badass little Rockstar.”
“I don’t know,” Amelia says, biting on her bottom lip.
“I won’t let her go,” I promise her. “If she falls, she falls on me.”
Ryan grabs the bottom of Amelia’s shirt and pulls on it over and over again. “Pwease, Mommy. Pwease.”
“Fine,” she groans. “But no photos. If this gets back to Bryce, I’ll never hear the end of it.”
I grin. I can’t wait for the day that she can finally stop revolving everything that she does around that bastard.
Coby reaches for my truck, so I place her in the back and take complete advantage of my empty arms. I pull Amelia into me and love the way her body melts into mine. Every damn time. I’ll never grow tired of it.
Zoey groans as she waves her finger between us. “Don’t get me wrong, I really love you two together, but there’s no time for all this romantic bullshit. I thought we were in a rush.”
I look over Amelia’s head at Zoey. “Trust me, I’ve got all the time in the world for this.”
Zoey rolls her eyes before turning on her heel and heading back to Amelia’s car to get her bags. I laugh as I release Amelia and go to help. Zoey grabs one small bag just to be an ass while I get the five others, unable to help the laugh that tears through me at her cocky little grin.
Before I know it, the five of us are piled into my truck, and we’re halfway there. The past hour has flown by with Amelia and Zoey’s endless chatter and Ryan singing along to ‘Frozen’ on her iPad. Coby doesn't share her sister's same excitement. She looks as though she just realized that Ryan cut her favorite dolly’s hair last week. For the most part, the girls are doing really well. They just need to last another hour.
By the time we pull onto the property, the sun is setting and casts an orange glow across the lake. It’s fucking beautiful. It’s one of the main reasons we bought this place, apart from the fact that we wanted somewhere to ride. The view is really just an added bonus.
Amelia sits up in her seat and tears her hand from mine, which is where it’s been since we left my place. She sits forward in her seat and leans against the dash as if to get closer to the view in front of her. “Is this it?” she beams, taking in the lake before looking further into the distance and noticing the four cabins.
“This is it.”
“Wow,” Zoey says, slowly nodding her head in my rear-view mirror. “I have to give it to you, Bull. I’m impressed.”
“Thank you,” I say as a grin spreads across my face. All this time, I thought impressing that girl was impossible. I look to Amelia and catch her eye. “You know, Jet found this place for us. Without him, we’d be camping down south in a shit of a property that we probably would have paid too much for.”
Amelia crushes her lips together, trying to hold back a laugh, which only has Zoey’s eyes narrowing on us both. “What? What am I missing?”
I look up ahead and realize that everyone else’s trucks are already here, and Zoey’s bound to figure it out soon, but Amelia can’t help but be the one to break the bad news.
She spins around in her seat to face her best friend as I