Page 105 of Endurance
I lick my lips and side-eye her. “Completely. But I would expect nothing less from you.”
She giggles and moves in closer. “The worst part of all of this is that Frank would have donated the money regardless.”
“He what?” I exclaim, rearing back, my shock so great I think my heart stopped.
She yanks me down by the shirt and murmurs against my lips, “But you doing this only made me fall in love with you even more.”
Despite my shock, I kiss her, completely powerless to my attraction when she’s like this. When we break apart, we’re both laughing.
“Wife,” I husk. “You really are crazy.”
“Husband, you love my crazy.” Her smile is bigger than life.
I growl and kiss her chastely one last time, then jog over to join the runners waiting at the starting line.No going back now.
Belle’s laugh echoes in my ears as my brothers stand beside me. There are at least sixty athletes stacked up behind us—big names that only Harris connections could pull in. They are about to have a view of their lifetime right now.
The man with the starting gun looks at me, and I hold up a finger to him and swerve my gaze to Vi and Hayden located at the other end of the line. Hayden is holding Rocky and waving her cute chubby little hands at me.
“I’m not proud, boys,” Camden groans.
“I immediately regret this decision,” Booker states.
“Fucking Tanner,” Gareth growls.
“Vi,” I yell and wait for her gaze to find mine. “Cover Rocky’s eyes.”
“What?” she screams.
Thankfully Hayden’s action is immediate and he shields my poor niece’s innocent sight.
And then…we strip.
But it’s nothing like the Magic Mike body roll, head-snapping strip show that you see on the telly or in the Las Vegas shows. It’s more like overly muscled men fighting the foetal position.
Laughter erupts all around us as we wrench our shirts off over our heads and quickly slip out of our sweats. We begin kicking everything off to the side with our feet because our hands are all busy cupping our twigs and berries.
“What the fuck?”I hear a random voice shout amongst the laughter.
I see a few other parents turn their kids away from the scene. The god awful scene.
“Boys!” Vi admonishes.
I can’t even bring myself to look at my dad. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to look him in the eyes again.
But I see my wife laughing so hard with Indie that she has tears streaming down her face.
God, I love seeing her laugh.
The sight of her like that turns my insides to pudding and, despite my current get-up, all I can think about is how wonderful it is to see her so happy.
Eyes locked on her, I lean over and murmur to Camden, “I can’t wait to get her pregnant.”
“What?” Camden exclaims, but I don’t bother looking at him.
“We’re ready!” I yell.
Before Camden has a chance to ask another question, the gun sounds.
