Saving Us (Mitchell Family #6)(4)
Author: Jennifer Foor

“Let’s get this party started. Get out the shots. I think our cousin needs one, before he shows us his love muscles again.” Ty and I slapped five as he grabbed the bottle of bourbon. Amy cocked her eyebrow when she saw me taking a shot. It burned going down. I knew what she was worried about, but my days of being an addict were over. There was no way I would do another drug with a little baby on the way. My life was different and it had purpose.

“Woohoo! Hell yeah!” Ty danced around to the music, pulling my sister to her feet and grinding all over her from behind. He was so horrible at dancing, that we were all laughing at him. My poor sister was hunched over laughing at his shenanigans. He was behind her, trying to shake the front of his body up against hers. When he could meet her movements, he reached around and held onto both of her tits. She put her hands over his and tried to move them but he wouldn’t let her. “Stop, baby, I’m all up in this shit.”

I covered my eyes with one of my hands “Please spare us the groping. I may never be the same again.”

“Hey, remember that time I showed you Miranda’s tits.” She turned around and slapped him, while he continued to laugh.

I held up my hands. “Randa, you had a bra on, I swear.”

They settled down and started whispering to each other. I’d seen them giving each other that look a million times. After a kiss they broke away from each other. My sister looked back and smiled at Ty again. I just shook my head. Things were going to get loud later in their bedroom. Poor Amy!

A few moments later, Colt came out from around the corner. He was covered by some old blanket, but I could tell he was wearing the outfit. Ty and I both made a dash for the camera. Van tried to grab it first, but we were too fast for her. Once he had the device positioned, I ran over and tore the blanket out of Colt’s arms. He threw his hands over his groin area. “This is bullshit! I’m not bettin’ either of you again.”

“Hands up, you sexy bitch. Do a pose for next year’s Christmas cards,” Ty teased.

Van had covered her eyes. I think she was more embarrassed than Colt.

“Spin around, cuz. We need a good ass shot,” I taunted.

“I hate you both!” Colt was defeated, but at least he was a good sport.

Randa got up and walked behind our almost naked cousin. She started dancing behind him, embarrassing him more. The room filled with laughter and even Van couldn’t contain herself. Colt lifted his hands away, giving up all sense of dignity. He turned around, surprising my sister and grabbed her waist. She backed away and laughed harder.

While everyone was still caught up in the moment, I leaned over and whispered in Amy’s ear. “How about some alone time, Blaze?”

Her hand found mine and we made our way out of the barn without anyone noticing. I didn’t care about the celebration. All I wanted to do was be with Amy.

Chapter 3

Amy

Since arriving at the Mitchell Farm, Conner and I had been inseparable. As out of the ordinary as it felt to be that way with him, it also felt so right. I loved the way he touched me when nobody was looking, or shot me a wink when he was telling a joke. The more days that passed, the more reality set in about my pregnancy. I was both excited and scared, except now I knew I wasn’t going to be alone. I didn’t just have Conner in my life. I had his whole family. They were more than I ever could have asked for. Growing up, my life was just so unconventional, especially when my father took responsibility for raising me. There was only so much one man could do for his wild daughter. I was glad that he was back in my life though. Seeing other parents with their children had always made me envious. For something that had become so important, it was the one thing I had never truly had, until now.

After Conner and I snuck away from the party, we went into our room without waking any of the children. I closed the door behind me and turned around to see Conner ripping off his shirt. His back was facing me, and still after all this time being with him, my mouth dropped and I took in the beauty of the most perfectly sculpted man I’d ever seen. Conner wasn’t built like a body builder, but from working on the farm his whole life, he had muscles in all the right places. His body wasn’t all that was amazing either. Underneath that cocky demeanor was a man with a huge heart.

He turned around, catching me staring. He cocked a half smile and dropped his jeans to the floor. As he stood up he let out a chuckle. "You goin’ to do this every damn time I strip? I mean, it’s obvious that you are fascinated with my physique, but darlin’ that ain’t even the whole package. I don’t want you gettin’ all flustered like you are right now. It’s probably not good for the baby."

I started laughing and rolled my eyes. "I wasn’t looking at you like that," I lied.

He laughed and shook his head, while flopping down on his bed. In only a pair of boxer briefs, he motioned for me to join him. His arm was behind his head as he watched me contemplate my comeback line. It irked me that he knew my every move. He took advantage of it, just so he could get me all roused up. "Come on, Blaze."

I shook my head. "Nope." my arms folded across my chest and I stood there playing along with the losing battle.

Conner laughed at me again. He took a pillow off the bed and threw it at my feet. "Well, I ain’t goin’ to beg you." He repositioned his own pillow and covered up his body.

I started tapping my foot on the floor, waiting for him to respond to it. I knew he was under those damn covers laughing at me. He knew I was going to crack and climb in that damn bed. If I was smart I would have gone back out to the party and left him to be alone. The thing was, I didn’t want to go anywhere. For so many nights I’d slept alone, only wanting to be with that man. Wasting time just wasn’t an option for me. I wanted to be selfish and have him all to myself, whenever it was possible.

I sighed and walked over to the bed. Knowing I was never going to hear the end of it, I grabbed the edge of the covers and ripped them off of him. He balled his body up and rolled over so I couldn’t see his face. His stubbornness was pissing me off, except it wasn’t in a bad way. He was playing around and that was fine, except I wanted to have the last word in, not Conner. I couldn’t cave and just give him what he wanted. He was cocky enough already. "I’m not really tired. You think I could borrow your phone. I need to make some calls. “It was a complete lie. Aside from my father, there wasn’t one single person that I wanted to talk to that wasn’t already at the farm.

That didn’t stop Conner from sitting up and looking right at me. "Who do you need to call?"