Justice Falling (Falling #3)(78)



“Now pull it apart here,” I pressed his thumbs into the middle, opened it and let the egg drop into the bowl. His eyes lit up.

“I did it, I did it! Did you see that, Dad? I’m so a good chef!” His little chest puffed with pride.

“You are doing a brilliant job!” I cracked the rest of the eggs and let him mix them up. He enjoyed that part immensely, though I think he got more on the counter than was left in the bowl.

For good measure I cracked a few more and finished pouring them into the pan. I fried some bacon and potatoes and let him add the fruit I’d cut up to the plate.

“Mom is going to love this breakfast!” he squealed, running down the hall.

“No, sport, wait!” I tried to whisper loud enough for him to hear but not to wake Camille. He stopped just at the door. I handed him a bright yellow sunflower. The rest of the bunch was in a vase on the kitchen table. One thing I learned about Camille, she loved flowers. She seemed to adore them all, but her favorite were sunflowers. I had flowers delivered every week to our flat so she could enjoy them every day. Seeing her lean her delectable arse over the table in her tiny bed shorts and sniff them each morning was thank you enough. I loved starting my day with a shot of Camille-cheek with my tea.

I held my fingers up to my lips, mimicking quiet. He giggled and held his hands over his mouth. The boy could hardly contain his excitement. We entered as silently as possible for a four year old who couldn’t be quiet. He crawled along the side of his mum and held the flower to her nose. I chuckled and she smiled, obviously aware of our sneak attack.

“Mmm, something smells divine.”

“It’s this flower Mommy.” Tanner shoved the flower into her nose. Her eyes opened and she tried to move her face as he continued to press it against her nose. “Smell it! Stop moving so you can get a good sniff,” he said seriously.

She stopped and noisily sniffed the flower, then pushed it away and sat up.

“It’s great, baby. Thank you.” Her sleepy eyes caught mine and the tray I held. “What’s this?”

“Breakfast in bed, my love. You deserve it.”

Tanner jumped on the bed. “I helped, I did it. I cook-did and cracked up the eggs!” he said with pride.

“You did? Well I’m starving and I will eat them all up!” she assured him.

“Okay, little man, stop jumping. I can’t set down mummy’s food.” He jumped down and crossed his legs.

“Can I have cartoons and cereal?”

I laughed. “We just made breakfast. You don’t want that?” I asked completely astounded. He normally ate everything.

“Today I want Lucky Charms and Batman!” He ran out of the room screaming the batman theme. We put the cereal and bowls at a low level in the kitchen so he could serve himself. He actually did a great job not spilling the milk.

I set the tray over Camille’s lap and watched as she ate. She was ravenous, not having eaten a proper meal in more than a day. Once she was done, I moved the tray and snuggled into her side, kissing her sweet lips. She tasted of tea and butter.

“Mmm that kiss was the perfect ending to my meal.”

“Is that right? Well, I’ll just have to kiss you after every meal, my love.”

“You promise? Every day?”

“I do. And that brings me to something we haven’t spoke of.”

Her eyebrows knit together. “What’s that?”

“The wedding. Mum called and wants to make travel plans to the States.”

Camille bit her lip. “We could always just do something really simple. Like Justice of the Peace? I’m sure you know a couple judges who could marry us. We can pick any ole day and it would be fine. I don’t really care. I just want to be your wife.” That answer, sandwiched with ambivalence and lack of excitement, were not what I expected from a soon-to-be bride.

“Do you not want a wedding?”

She shrugged. “I don’t really have any friends or family, besides Jin and now Tripp. What’s the point really? There’s no one to walk me down the aisle. We could just elope like Collier did. That would be fine.”

“My Mum would have a heart attack if we did not have some form of ceremony. How about this? We have a small wedding with close friends and family? We’ll each have one attendant. You could have Jin. I’ll have Colly. Tanner will be our ring bearer. Wouldn’t you like to see him in a little tux that matches mine?”

A huge smile lit her face. Now that was the excited bride I needed to see. “I do love when you boys are twinsies. He’d love that, too.”

“And you could pick the dress of your dreams. No budget. Which reminds me.” I hopped out of bed, pulled out my wallet and handed her two cards. One was a new debit card, the other was a Visa with her name on it.”

“What are these?”

“The new cards to our banking accounts. I had your name added. You can keep your own account or merge it with mine. We’re getting married soon. I want everything in both our names starting now.”

“But, I figured you’d want a prenup?”

My head swung around to hers. “Whatever would give you that sodding idea? What’s mine is yours, Precious. And what’s yours is mine. Just like Tanner. When you’re officially a Walker, he will be too. We’ll sign a wedding license and the official adoption papers at the same time.” She needed to understand that there wasn’t ever going to be anything between us ever again. No lies, secrets, no broken pasts, just the three of us making our life and home together.

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