Law Man (Dream Man #3)(110)
Then he changed the subject. “Just to let you know, you’re right about the Spring Deluxe. Your mattress is the shit, baby.”
“Told you,” I reminded him.
He grinned.
Then he whispered, “But I’d sleep on a bed of nails, I was sleeping next to you.”
I blinked. Then tears filled my eyes.
Mitch watched this, his thumb sweeping my cheek then he leaned in, touched his lips to mine, got up and walked out to wake up Billy.
I watched then, when the door closed behind his beautiful back and great ass, I flopped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, deep breathing.
Then I heard Billie screech, “Elitch Gardens!”
Well, I guessed that meant I didn’t have to wake her up.
I heard her little feet beating on the floor, I heard a bang on the bedroom door and then I heard Mitch’s deep voice saying on a lie since I was not in the shower, I was in the bed and naked, “She’s in the shower, gorgeous.”
At this information, Billie switched targets immediately.
“Can we have donuts?”
“We’ll swing by on the way to the park,” Mitch answered.
“Yippee!” Billie squealed.
That was when I smiled at the ceiling.
Let me just say, I liked the real world.
The real world was awesome.
And I was going to stay there awhile.
Hopefully forever.
* * * * *
“T minus two freaking seconds before we’re out the door, baby,” Mitch called impatiently from the front door. Billy and Billie were standing with him, Billie bouncing on her toes and even Billy was fidgeting with excitement.
I was rushing around.
“I need to get sun block,” I told him.
“You can buy that stuff at the park,” Mitch called to me because I was running down the hall.
“Bud, did you get a hat?” I yelled from the bathroom, ignoring Mitch and grabbing the kids’ sun block from their medicine cabinet.
“Yeah, Auntie Mara,” Billy yelled back.
“Billie, honey, did you –?”
“I have a hat!” Billie screamed. “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!”
I shoved the sun block in my big purse while rushing down the hall.
I got to the door.
Then I took them all in and muttered, “Right, let’s go.”
“Yippee!” Billie screeched, Mitch opened the door, she raced out of it, Billy raced after her and I tipped my eyes up to his smiling ones.
“Yippee,” I said softly, smiling huge.
Mitch’s eyes dropped to my mouth then his arm hooked me at the waist, he pulled me to him, his mouth came down on mine and he gave me a short, hot, wet kiss.
Finally he let my mouth go but not my waist, guided me out the door and held me close as we stood outside together while he checked to make sure it was locked.
And there I was doing what I never thought in a million years two months ago I would be doing ever in my life. I was standing in the breezeway pressed close to Ten Point Five Detective Mitch Lawson waiting for him to check to see if my door was locked.
Then, at thirty-one years old, my man took me on my first family visit to an amusement park.
I was wrong.
I didn’t like the real world.
I loved it.
Because it felt like a dream.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Our Kids
I jumped down from Mitch’s SUV, slammed the door and watched with a small, tired smile as a Zombie Billy jumped down from the backseat.
The park was a hit. The kids had a freaking blast and I had one too.
But, best of all, all day Mitch’s eyes were lit with a light that was new to me but it was a light that I liked. It was not his normal sense of humor which was usually easy to trip for Billy, Billie and me. And it was not because it was a sunny day, we had the day off and we were at an amusement park.
It was something else.
I loved him, this I knew. He was my dream man. He thought we were made for each other and I loved that he thought that. As the days and weeks went by and we clicked naturally into each other’s lives, the kids clicking with us, I was even coming to believe he was right.
But that day he gave us all something more.
Yes, in all that he’d given us, he’d given us something more.
We had a blast; the kids were tuckered out because they’d been on the go all day filled with excitement, wonder, adrenalin and a lot of crappy food. Billy, Billie and me, we loved it. Every second of it.
But that light that shown in Mitch’s eyes told me he loved it more. Not because he liked roller coasters and crappy food.
No, because he liked to see us happy, he liked to make us that way and he didn’t mind us knowing it.
From the beginning, he’d demonstrated generosity, selflessness and protectiveness but there was something beautiful about sensing his contentment grow as the hours passed and he got more out of giving something to us than we got out of having it.
I knew before that Mitch would make a great Dad.
But I knew right then that he’d build a beautiful family.
I knew this because he was already doing it.
And knowing that, I loved him more.
Billy slammed his door, taking my mind off my happy thoughts. Then, surprisingly, he drifted to me, his body careening into mine. He slid an arm around my waist, leaning heavily into me and I took his weight, thinking that was beautiful too.