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“I guess I should see if we can change our flights then,” he whispers.
I snuggle down tighter. “Mmm, later. In the morning. Right now, let’s rest our eyes and snuggle.”
“I thought we were going to town to shop,” he murmurs against my temple.
“I just want to be with you. Here. Letting it all sink in.”
He wraps me tighter in his embrace, and I let my mind wander back to that first kiss all over again.
Chapter Sixteen
Rafe
If I thought waitingto see if Luna would show up in Ireland was difficult, then waiting for my flight to land so I can see her again is pure torture. I couldn’t manage to score us the same flight for another week, so I sent her on the first one we could get, then I took the one later in the day. Unfortunately, I also couldn’t get a flight directly to Chatswain City, so I was stuck renting another car to get home from the opposite direction.
I can’t help feeling like fate is really putting us to the test right now, but it’s okay. I have a good feeling we’re going to be fine, but when I reach the front door of the town house, I realize life went absolutely insane while I was gone. I pause with my hand on the door, contemplating whether I even want to enter with the noise I hear on the other side, but I don’t have much choice. I live here.
“All I’m saying is, it might have been nice if you’d mentioned it,” Silas says. He’s sitting on the sofa, sulking, while Lev tosseshis arms in the air in frustration. Mav shakes his head and pinches the bridge of his nose. Yep, this is about right.
“I don’t need your permission to propose to my girlfriend, Si. I don’t need to run it by you or check your schedule. If you want to propose to Ella, then just do it already.” Lev grumbles at his twin and heads to the kitchen.
“You proposed to Emma?” I ask, still standing in the doorway.
Lev spins on his heel and all three of them turn their attention to me. Waiting. Rather patiently, all things considered. But still…waiting.
Mav nods a little as if encouraging me.
“We’re…good. We’re working it out,” I say.
“So you’re back together?” Mav asks hesitantly.
“Yes. We’re back together, still in love, and trying to work out how we can build our lives together from this point on.” I roll my bag in and dump it at the stairs before shedding my light jacket. The guys’ gaze follows me across the room.
“And you told her about the house and the ring? Everything?” Silas asks.
“Everything, yes. We came back early so we can start seeing how real life can work for us again.” I flop on the sofa beside Silas and take a deep breath. Which is a mistake. “Gross, did you forget to take the garbage out?”
Silas groans. “No, Mav’s dog rolled in manure at the farm. I gotta give him a bath.”
“Because you took him without asking me,” Mav added. “But back to Rafe and Luna. Does this mean you’re getting married?”
“That’s the goal,” I admit, still not entirely sure when that will fit in. I know it’ll happen. I’m confident in that now, but the when is still open. There’s a lot to do before we get to that part—like figuring out what to do with the farmhouse, where we’ll live in the city, and relocating my business there.
Once again, Silas groans. “I’m never going to get to propose at this rate.”
“Look, I will help you plan an epic proposal if you’ll just stop whining about it already,” Lev says and sits across from us.
Silas rolls his eyes and slaps my shoulder. “Listen, I’m happy for you, big bro. When do we get to see Luna again?”
“Ah, not sure,” I admit. “She has the opening of her exhibit soon and some gala thing for the board and trustees before that. It’s a busy time for her, but I know she’ll be coming back home for a few days soon.” I remember her promise when we parted. Initially, she’d wanted to come back to Coldstone Creek right away, but like clockwork, real life struck the moment she landed. A long, frustrated message from Luna awaited me when I landed.
Something went wrong—which was, according to Luna, totally not Natasha’s fault—and she had to stay in the city. I don’t blame her, though I do wish she’d been able to come back to Coldstone Creek for a while. No matter. After the exhibit opens, she’s going to spend a whole weekend in town visiting her parents, my family, and our friends. I smile thinking of it, but the guys dive right into everything I missed while I was away…all handful of days.
“Ez called while you were gone. They’re doing great and should be home in the fall for a visit,” Lev says.
“Oh, Griffin finally told us why he and Melody broke up. Did you know she cheated on him?” Silas’ eyes flame, but personally, I’m not surprised. I always had a feeling she was only in a relationship with our brother because she thought it would make her popular. News flash—Griffin might be a pro soccer player, but he’s not that famous.
Mav scowls. “He’s still pretty beat up from it, Si.”
