by Dani Wade
He’d done it all himself... Jacob had been gone for a while, and there hadn’t been enough time for him to do it since his return. So that meant... “You started this as soon as you knew,” she breathed.
“I did, KC.” He moved over to the crib and settled Carter inside. When he turned back, his gorgeous eyes were clouded over, bringing out their brown highlights. “I want you to know I didn’t do this to show off or outdo you. I guess...I hoped you’d see that I was invested—in him, in us, something other than work.”
“I’m glad,” she said, the beauty around her feeling right. It wasn’t pretentious, didn’t have the cold look of someone trying to show off. But each color, each item spoke of love for a baby and his comfort. “It’s perfect.”
Sliding into his arms felt just as right.
“I love you, KC. I’ll never leave either of you again. You can trust me.”
“I’ll never leave you, either,” she said, and knew deep down how very true her words were. “Family sticks together, right?”
“Right.” He granted her a beautiful smile. “That sounds like the perfect plan to me.”
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Prologue
“Do you want to get out of here?”
Amelia Kennedy turned and looked up into the cool blue eyes of her best friend, Tyler Dixon. Of course he would be the one to save her. “Yes, please.” She got up from the banquet table and accepted his hand, happily following him out of the ballroom, through the casino and out to the glittering lights of the Las Vegas Strip.
Just breathing in the cool desert air made her feel better. Why had she thought her high school reunion would be fun? It was just a room filled with people she never liked, gloating about how great their lives were. Even though she couldn’t care less about what Tammy Richardson—cheerleader and all-around stuck-up brat—had done with her life, hearing Tammy brag had somehow made Amelia feel less enthusiastic about her own achievements.
It was ridiculous, really. She co-owned her own company and was very successful, but the lack of a ring on her hand and toddler photos on her phone made her the odd girl out tonight. This entire trip was a waste of her precious vacation time.
Well, not the whole thing. It was worth it to see Tyler. They had been best friends since the ninth grade, but recently they had both gotten so busy they were lucky to see each other once a year. The reunion was a good excuse.
They stumbled down the sidewalk hand in hand with no destination in mind. It didn’t matter where they ended up. Every step they put between them and the reunion improved Amelia’s mood. That, or—if her softening knees were any indication—the tequila was finally kicking in. A low rumble caught their attention, and they stopped outside the Mirage to watch the periodic eruption of the volcano out front.
They leaned against the railing, Amelia resting her head on Tyler’s shoulder and sighing with contentment. She really missed spending time with him. There was just something about being with Tyler that made the world seem better. There was a comfort and ease in his arms that she’d never found in another man. Although they’d never dated, Tyler had set the bar high for her future relationships. Maybe too high, considering she was still single.
“Feel better?” he asked.
“Yes, thank you. I just couldn’t look at any more pictures of weddings and babies.”
Tyler wrapped his arm around her, chasing away the January desert chill. “That’s what happens at reunions, you know.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t expect it to make me feel like such a...”
“Successful, talented businesswoman in control of her own destiny?”
Amelia sighed. “I was thinking more along the lines of a relationship failure on the fast track to a house with too many cats.”
“Quit it,” he said in a stern voice. He turned toward her and tipped her chin up so she had to look him in the eye. “You are amazing. You’re beautiful, talented, successful... Any man would be lucky to have you in his life. You just haven’t found one worthy of you yet.”
That was a nice thought, but it didn’t change the fact that she’d been on a fruitless quest for Mr. Right since she’d come of age. “Thanks, Ty,” she said anyway, as she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in the lapel of his suit.
He held her tight, resting his chin on the top of her head. It was a simple hug. One they’d shared a hundred times before. But tonight, somehow, it was different. She was suddenly very aware of the movement of his hard muscles beneath his shirt. His cologne tickled her nose, so familiar and yet so enticing in the moment. It made her want to bury her face in his neck and inhale the warm scent of his skin. Run her palms across the rough stubble of his jaw...
A wave of heat licked at Amelia’s cheeks, and she realized it had nothing to do with the flames shooting across the water beside them. There was a warmth curling in her belly, a need building inside her. It was a familiar arousal, but one she’d never associated with Tyler. He was her best friend. Nothing more.
But in that moment, she wanted more. She wanted him to show her how beautiful and talented he thought she was with his hands and his mouth instead of his words. It was a dangerous thought, but she couldn’t shake it.
“Do you remember graduation night?”
“Of course,” she said, pulling away to put an end to the physical contact stirring the blood in her veins. She couldn’t forget that night. They had suffered through family parties, and then they’d snuck off together to camp in the desert. Amelia had driven them out to the edge of town, where they could finally see the stars. “We drank wine coolers and stayed up all night watching for shooting stars.”
“Do you remember the pact we made?”
Amelia thought back to that night, the details blurred by a combination of time and fuzzy navels. She remembered them pinky swearing something. “What was it about? I don’t remember.”
“We agreed that if we weren’t married by our ten-year reunion, we would marry each other.”
“Oh, yeah,” she said, the moment flooding back into her mind. In their eighteen-year-old brains, twenty-eight was nearly ancient. If they weren’t married by then, all hope was obviously lost. They’d sworn they would save each other from a lonely middle-aged existence. “Twenty-eight sure doesn’t feel the way I expected it to. I still feel young, and yet sometimes I feel like the oldest, most boring person I know. All I do is work. I never have adventures like we used to have together.”
Tyler studied her face, his light brown eyebrows drawing together i
n thought. “Do you feel up for an adventure tonight? I guarantee it will cheer you up.”
That was exactly what she needed—the kind of night that would make for a great story. “I am definitely up for an adventure. What did you have in mind?”
Tyler smiled and took her hand in his. The touch sent a surge down her spine, and she knew she’d agree to anything when he smiled at her that way. Then he dropped to one knee, and she realized she was in for more than she’d bargained for.
“Amelia, will you marry me?”
Copyright © 2015 by Andrea Laurence
ISBN-13: 9781460349946
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