Page 121 of Silver Fox Puck

And something in my chest tightens. Because fuck. This feels too easy, too right. And that’s what makes it so damn terrifying. I should be thinking about the risks.

About how I can’t just bring someone into Olivia’s life without knowing where this is going. About how Kenzie could leave. How she could walk, no run, away. How she could be one more thing Olivia loses.

But right now?

Watching them?

I don’t feel a single doubt. And that should scare the shit out of me. But it doesn’t. Not even a little.

Olivia swings Kenzie’s hand as we step out of the ice cream shop, her tiny feet practically bouncing with every step.

"That was the best ice cream ever," she announces.

Kenzie grins down at her. "Yeah? Think it had something to do with the company?"

Olivia nods seriously, like this is some official declaration. "Obviously."

Kenzie laughs, ruffling Olivia’s hair.

And I just watch them.

Because I can’t stop.

Because I don’t want to.

But then Olivia’s grip on Kenzie loosens, and she turns toward me, her little face stretching into a yawn.

And then reality sinks in.

Because this is where Kenzie walks away. This is where I take Olivia home. Where we go back to our normal life.

Except…

Normal doesn’t feel normal anymore. Not after this. Not after watching Kenzie and Olivia together. Not after seeing how seamlessly she fit into my world. Into Olivia’s world.

Maybe I should say something.

Maybe I should make some offhanded, casual comment to keep this from feeling like a real goodbye.

But my brain is blank.

I don’t exactly know what the hell to do.

"I should head out," Kenzie says, shifting slightly.

Her voice is light, but there’s something underneath it.

Something hesitant.

Like she feels it too.

Like she doesn’t want this to end either.

And I almost—almost—ask her to stay.

To come with us.

To keep this moment going.

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