Page 86 of Freedom's Kiss
Adam leaned forward, but he couldn’t see the cause for all the commotion.
Olivia laughed, shaking her head. “They were right.”
He looked back at her, raising an eyebrow. “You know what all that hullabaloo is about in there?” Everyone inside seemed to be talking at once. While curiosity pulled at him to investigate, nothing but an emergency would make him give up his position with Olivia on his lap.
Mischief sparkled in her eyes. “Michael told me I could tell you. I said you’d be there to see the whole thing yourself, but he just laughed, looked me over from head to toe, and said ‘not likely.’”
“Tell me what?”
“You”—she poked his chest—“missed your brother’s gift to your mom. He just proposed to Jack.”
Adam settled back into the chair, tightening his hold around Olivia’s waist, and smiled. “So my family is growing.” Jack and Michael. They were a good fit, and both deserved the happiness the other brought to their life.
“Yep.”
“And yours?” He nuzzled her neck. Not many people got the chance to reunite with a sister and mother they never knew existed.
It took her a moment to answer. “I have plans to have breakfast with Amy and Charlotte later this week.”
He lifted his head to look into her eyes. “Want me to come along?”
Her smile held a heart full of adoration. “I’d love that.” She laid her cheek on his shoulder. “It’s been a lot to take in, to learn. I’ve been reading that journal Charlotte gave me. It’s incredible the things Winnie and her family went through. There’s so much history that I hadn’t realized I was connected to. I feel like my world is expanding.”
You better make her family real soon.Jack’s words repeated themselves in his mind. He would like nothing more. The three-stranded cord of God, Olivia, and him to be braided together for all eternity. But the timing…like she said, her world was already expanding. They both had a lot of change and things to get used to. He hugged her tight. They’d do it together. And one day…well, one daysoonhe’d make that braid that entwined their lives permanent. “I’m proud of you.”
She patted his chest. “I’m proud of you too.”
The breeze blew and the wind chimes tinkled against each other. Adam stroked his lips over her hair. “There’s something you said earlier. About belonging. I know with everything regarding the adoption you’ve felt like you didn’t really know who you were or where you belonged.”
She looked up at him, and he tilted his chin to meet her mouth. Claimed it. Let her know exactly where her place was without the nuisance of words. But just in case she needed to hear it…
“It’s with me.” He said the words against her lips. “If you ever don’t know where you belong, just remember, it’s with me.”
Forever and always.
