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their way over to the bar.
“Are you gonna just carry me around all night?” I asked.
Point grunted. “You’re light. I can handle it.”
“Point,” I giggled. “I’m not a backpack. Put me down, and let’s go hang out with your friends.”
He set me down but pushed me against the wall. “They’re your friends, too, Deedra.”
I tipped my head to the side. “They are, aren’t they?” It was crazy how fast life could change.
Not even a month ago, I was living my dream of being a reporter but was lonely as hell. I didn’t think I could have Point and my dreams.
Now I knew I could have both and be the happiest I had ever been in my life.
“I say they are my friends, and you don’t get all protective around Brick.”
Point grunted. “I’m over it. It was just a shock seeing the guy and then watching all of you chicks flutter your eyes at him.”
I slapped his chest. “I did not flutter my eyes at him.”
Point grabbed my hand and pressed a kiss to my palm. “You wanted to. I’m the only one allowed to make your eyes flutter.”
I pressed a kiss to his lips. “You make my heart flutter, Point. No one has ever done that before.”
He grabbed my hand and pressed it against his chest. “I love you, Deedra. For a second, I thought I could live without you when I got this tattoo, but before the needle even touched my skin, I knew I was telling myself a lie. It was you, and it’s always going to be you.”
“I love you too, Point,” I whispered. “I never stopped.”
Point swept me up in his arms, and a squeal popped from my lips.
“What are you doing?”
Point turned around and stepped toward the couch. “Congrats on getting out of prison, Brick. Everyone have a drink for us because I’m taking my wife to bed!”
A chorus of cheers went up, and Kimber shouted, “Get it, honey!”
My cheeks heated, and I knew I was bushing ten shades of red.
Point marched to our bedroom and kicked open the door.
He tossed me on the bed and pounced on top of me.
“I can’t believe you did that,” I giggled. “Quinn told you we needed to stick around.”
Point pressed a kiss to my neck. “Sometimes, I like to do my own thing.”
“Oh, really? Is that so?”
He nodded and grabbed the hem of my shirt. “Yeah.”
“I feel like you have a one-track mind right now, Mr. Schmid.”
“When it comes to you, Dee, you’re all I think about.” His hands roamed over my body and pulled my shirt over my head.
“You think we’ll ever stop being like this?” I whispered. I loved this man with everything I had. Three years ago, that had terrified the shit out of me. Now it terrified the hell out of me that I might lose him again.
“Every.” He pressed a kiss to my stomach. “Day.” One to the swell of my breast. “I.” Another kiss. “Love.” One more kiss. “You.” This one on my lips. “More.”
“I was always running toward my dream and if I would have taken a second to stop, I would have realized I wouldn’t want my dream unless you were right there with me.”
“So how does it feel to have me and your dream, Dee?”
I sighed and closed my eyes. “Like my life is finally beginning.”
“So, you’re ready to live your life with me? Be my ol’ lady?”
My eyes popped open. “Might sound crazy, but I’m pretty damn excited about being your ol’ lady. I’ve only hung out with the other girls a couple of times, but I can already tell they are more than down with my thrill-seeking ways.”
He chuckled and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “As long as those thrill-seeking ways don’t land you on the news again, I’ll be fine.”
“I promise only to report the news. Not be the news,” I promised.
Point shook his head. “This is gonna be a wild ride, isn’t it, Deedra?”
A huge smile spread across my lips. “God, I hope so.”
*
Chapter Twenty-Four
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Lynn
“How many licks does it take to get to the center of an avocado?”
I blinked twice. “Um, huh?” I was pretty tipsy, but I knew that wasn’t right.
“Sucker. I meant a sucker,” Robyn slurred.
I burst out laughing. “I think we might have gotten drunk, Rob.”
She patted me on the arm. “I love when you call me Rob. It confuses people.”
I gave her a wonky thumbs up. “I do what I can.” I stood up on the rung of my stool