Love Lines- Bradley
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Donovan and Ed came in the door, offering to whip Rafe’s ass for threatening Delilah and attempting to use Olivia to do it. Lilah had kept that part to herself for fear of Donovan and Ed doing what I wanted to do—tear Rafe a new one. Apparently, the men had torn Lilah a new one, verbally, after the judge mentioned Rafe’s behavior on the golf course of all places to Ed a year later.
It was Ed, who got Lilah to see the error of her ways about how she treated Delilah, and led the charge for making amends. The tense conversation that followed bonded us all. For once, Delilah was truly loved by her loved ones.
Lilah slowly bent at the knees, stroking Delilah’s bare arm through the quarter sleeve of her white babydoll dress. “I’m so glad you found what and who makes you happy, Delilah. No one ever told your father and I that someone else’s happiness can be a source of joy for us as well.”
Delilah’s eyes brightened. She cried at the drop of a, well, hat these days. Hormones were a bitch for her sometimes, like after she made dinner or love with me.
Delilah caressed her mother’s shoulder. “I had to learn that too, mama, and that some of your advice is sound in some situations. We’ll keep learning what really matters together.” Evidently, Lilah’s advice spared me a repeat of wearing Silo’s food and drinks. That place doesn’t like me.
“Sounds like a plan, baby girl.” Lilah stood up. Blowing me a kiss, she turned and strode toward one of several arched floor to ceiling windows in the dining room where Duchess, Laralie, Samantha, and recently moved here Rebel seemed to be guarding the baby gifts on a nearby table. “Okay, Laralie. I got them to stay two more minutes longer than we bet on and I bared my soul to make that money. Pay me my twenty dollars. Mama needs a new pair of…”
Lilah paused mid step, looking constipated suddenly. “What can you buy with twenty dollars?” Okay, she wasn’t constipated, just thinking.
Duchess bust out laughing. Delilah’s folks were still pompous, but the Brighton Street crew loved them anyway. And weirdly, they loved us because they had allowed themselves too and they plus us were all the better for it. Weird, I tell you.
Delilah stroked my chest again. “Are you ready to go?”
“Even if it’s to Bumfuck, West Hell,” I approved. “If you’re going, my wife, I’m going too.”
The love brimming in her face was breathtaking, heart stopping, just what I needed. Combined with Aiden’s love, I had it all. Taking her hand, I guided her to her feet that she couldn’t see anymore. She walked into my body, slinging her arms around my waist as best she could with baby Aaron in the way.
“Don’t kiss her here,” Kincaid yelled from… some damn where in the house. “Wait until you’ve ran out on us like usual.”
Snickers flooded the middle level of the mansion. Of course, I kissed her thoroughly because my love for her combined with the must to defy Kincaid demanded I do it then, often, and until my last day alive.
The end… until Love Lines 2: Sebastian’s tale. Want to know where it all started, scroll on.
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