Page 105 of The Last Thing
“We’ll see, okay?”
“Fine,” she sighs.
“I know you’re excited, kid, but let’s find our way out of this chaos first.”
It’s apparent to me how long it’s been since I’ve traveled anywhere farther than a couple of hours away.
I’m not used to it, and it’s showing right now.
“Daddy, look!”
I swear, if it’s another stand with some sort of tourist T-shirts, I’m going to scream.
But when I look up, I see something so much better.
Hallie is standing there in a white and olive-green sundress, smiling as she waves to us.
“Hallie!” Sophia goes dashing toward her, pulling up short so she doesn’t collide into her.
She kisses Hallie’s belly, then greets her with a hug.
I stand back, watching their sweet reunion and the happiness on both their faces.
I did something that might be completely crazy yesterday, but this moment gives me hope that it wasn’t.
As Sophia lets Hallie go, Hallie’s gaze turns to me, and the smile that sweeps over her face undoes me.
I make my way over to her, setting our bags down before I get to her, then sweep her into my arms.
“Hey, Hellion.” Then my lips are on hers for a quick but powerful kiss.
Her smile grows as I let her go. “Missed you too.”
“Hallie, can we go see the Golden Gate Bridge now? Please?”
Hallie’s gaze darts to me.
“We saw a glimpse of it while we were landing, and now it’s all she’ll talk about.”
“Got it. Well, I was thinking we should find somewhere to grab a little snack first, then we can check out the Golden Gate Bridge and whatever else you want. We just have to be back in Brighton by four so you can meet my family.”
Sophia bounces on her toes. “I’m so excited for all of it.” She throws her arms around Hallie’s waist again.
Hallie runs her fingers through Sophia’s hair while looking up at me. “I am too.”
I runa towel over my hair as I walk out of the bathroom in our suite at the inn. There’s a private bedroom and a fold out couchfor Sophia to sleep on in the living room—giving Hallie and me some privacy.
“Hey, are you almost ready to go…” Hallie’s words fall away as her eyes land on me.
“See something you like?”
She walks over and runs her hand down my naked chest. “Definitely.” She kisses my jaw. “Too bad we don’t have time for that.”
I drag my lips up the side of her neck. “But it’s been two whole days. I somehow survived without you. Don’t I deserve a reward for that? I’ve been such a good boy.”
“Wilson,” she groans. Then she gives me a shove. “Put a shirt on.”
“You’re no fun.”
