Page 117 of Connectio
He lifts her with ease onto his lap. “What do you want us to play?”
“Fleetwood.”
Will groans.
Bryce smirks. Damn!
“If Alexis wants Fleetwood, then Fleetwood it is.”
“Fine. But it’s ‘The Chain’ or nothing.”
Alexis happy-claps.
“How ‘bout you, sweetheart?” Will asks. “What do you want us to play?”
“Oh.” I shake my head. “I don’t mind.”
“Pick a song, preferably one with a wicked beat.”
I shrug. “You choose. I don’t really know that many.”
“Come on… ‘Sunday Bloody Sunday,’ ‘Seven Nation Army,’ ‘Map of the Problematique,’ ‘My Generation’—”
“Ooh, yes! I like that one.”
He kisses my head. “Done.”
“And ‘In the Air Tonight’.”
“No can do. I don’t have a gorilla suit.” Will swigs the last of his beer, his eyes mischievous.
I rest the rim of my wine glass on my bottom lip and playfully glare at him. “How convenient for you.”
Alexis slides off Bryce’s lap and says, “Be right back,” before scurrying out of the room. Perhaps she needs to pee. I’m not sure how far along in her pregnancy she is, but by the looks of her belly, I’d say she’s in the pee-every-other-minute trimester.
“She got worms too?” Carly prompts.
Derek laughs. “So what about you, baby, what do you want us to play?”
She slams the cue tip into the white ball, sending it hurtling towards the black, the black landing in the corner pocket. “How ‘bout the Jaws theme song!”
Will and I burst into laughter.
Even Bryce throws his head back, amused. “That’ll be game over, mate,” he says, flicking through what looks like sheets of music.
Derek raises his hands and rests them on his shaved head. “Fuck me.”
Carly puts down the cue, saunters over to him, and slides her hands around his waist. “With pleasure.” She lifts the hem of his T-shirt and runs her hands up his back.
I can’t help but smile at them, because Carly deserves what she’s found with Derek. They may have had a rocky start, but rocks form the base of most solid foundations. Without them, we’d just have sand, and most things sink into sand.
I’m confident these two won’t sink.
“You look happy, sweetheart,” Will murmurs.
I divert my gaze to him and blink. “I am.”
“Because you love me?”
