Broken Dreams (Broken #2)(58)
Author: Kelly Elliott

She’d shrugged her shoulders and said, I don’t think so.

Bitch. She was just horny, no matter what.

Me, on the other hand—I couldn’t keep my hands off my husband.

“I…we were talking about—”

“Books,” Mimi said as she got up and began making sweet tea for both Layton and Reed.

I nodded my head and smiled. “Yep, books.”

Reed reached for my hand and helped me up. “I’d give you a hug, babe, but I’m all sweaty.”

I bit down on my lip and peered up at him through my lashes. Reed’s mouth opened just a little, and I knew he was having the same thoughts I was having.

“I have something to show you at our house,” he whispered before he leaned down and kissed me.

I moved my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. I was completely and utterly lost in his love until Layton cleared his throat. We pulled back a bit and smiled at each other.

“We can finally go home?” I asked.

Since we had been back home, Reed would not let me come back to the log cabin. We’d either stayed at my house, or we’d stayed with Layton and Whit.

He tapped the tip of my nose and laughed. “Yep. I can finally carry you over the threshold.”

I did a little jump and started to run out of the kitchen.

“Court? Where in the hell are you going?” Reed asked.

I stopped, turned around, and looked at him like he was crazy. He’d just told me we were heading home, so I was going to pack up to leave.

“I’m packing up my stuff!”

Reed laughed and shook his head. “Okay, we’ll have to hurry up. I don’t want it to get dark.”

I glanced at the clock. It was five in the afternoon. “I’m pretty sure the sun doesn’t go down at six, babe.” I spun around and rushed upstairs. I was so ready to finally get settled and work on the room for the baby.

I grabbed Reed’s duffel bag and began shoving his clothes in it. He wouldn’t mind. I still didn’t see how he could put his clothes in that thing. I was about to call for him to help me when he appeared in the doorway.

“You in a hurry?”

I nodded my head and walked up to him. If I could crawl into his body, I would. The only time I ever really felt completely safe and happy was when we were making love.

“I just want to make love in our house…as a married couple…on every single surface,” I said as I raised my eyebrows up and down.

“Every surface?” he asked in almost a whisper.

“Every. Surface.”

He grabbed both bags and started heading downstairs. I did a little hop and hugged myself. I loved when I was able to turn him on like that. As I followed him downstairs, he walked through the kitchen and right out the back door without so much as a good-bye. I stopped and looked around at everyone.

“Okay…I guess we’re leaving,” I said with a giggle.

I hugged Mimi and Whitley good-bye.

“Call me later if you’re not too…busy,” Whitley whispered in my ear. “I remember when Layton and I came home from our honeymoon, and let me tell you, there are a lot of rooms in this house!”

I pulled back and let out a chuckle. As I started to walk outside, Layton joined me. We walked out onto the back porch, and I glanced over and saw Reed putting the bags in his truck.

“Hey, Court?”

I spun around and looked at Layton. “Yeah?”

“Thank you,” he said with a smile.

I smiled back and asked, “For what?”

“For making my best friend the happiest I’ve ever seen him in my life.”

I felt the tears building in my eyes. “I should say the same thing to you.”

He let out a small laugh. “You have—after you threatened to cut off my balls if I ever hurt her in any way.”

I winked at Layton and said, “That still holds true.” I blew him a kiss good-bye and made my way over to the truck. I had never been so excited in my life.

Okay, that’s a lie.

I had felt more excited when Reed and I went to the doctor the other day. We’d had our first sonogram, and we’d seen our little peanut on the screen. I would never forget Reed’s reaction for as long as I live. The moment I’d seen the tear slide down his cheek, I’d fallen even more in love with him.

I hopped in the truck, and Reed gave me that panty-melting crooked smile of his.

“Ready, Mrs. Moore?”

I nodded. “Ready, Mr. Moore!”

“Reed? What are you so nervous about?” Courtney asked as she reached over and touched my knee.

Instantly, the electricity shot through my body. I was tempted to ask Layton if he still felt like that with Whitley, but I wasn’t in the mood to have him call me a pussy.

“I’m not nervous,” I said as I attempted to clear the frog in my throat.

What if she doesn’t like it? What if she didn’t really mean it when she mentioned it that day? Shit! I should have asked her about this.

I pulled over about two miles from the house.

“What’s wrong? Why are you pulling over?” Court asked.

I looked at her and smiled. I pointed to the glove box and said, “Baby, will you open that up?”

She looked at me and smiled as she turned and opened the glove box.

There was a silk scarf in there that I had bought in one of the boutiques in Tahoe.

“Will you take out that scarf?”

She pulled it out and looked at me. “Whose is this?”

I could see the hurt in her eyes. Shit. She thinks it belongs to another girl. Thank God I kept the tag with the boutique’s name on it. “I bought it for you in Tahoe. I was going to wait to give it to you at Christmas, but…”

She gave me that smile of hers that just melted my heart.

There isn’t a damn thing I wouldn’t do for her.

“May I see it?” I asked as I smiled at her.

She slowly handed it to me as I unbuckled my seat belt and winked at her. “I need you to turn around, angel.”

“Um…why?” she asked.

“I need to blindfold you. There is something I want to surprise you with, and I don’t want you to see it.”

She bit down on her lower lip and let out a giggle. I chuckled at how easy it was to make this girl giddy. She turned around, and I wrapped the scarf around her eyes, snugly tying it.

“Can you see?”

She shook her head. “Nope.”

“Are you sure?” I asked as I ran my finger down the back of her exposed neck.