"That you have." He pushed off the wall, moving toward me.
I walked around the table, meeting him halfway. "All but you." I glanced at the table, more specifically the little box sitting in the middle. "And it looks like, I won't be getting rid of you anytime soon."
He pulled me into his arms, pressing a light but lingering kiss to my lips. "Do you want to? Get rid of me?"
I sighed, smiling softly. "No. I was kind of planning to keep you forever."
"Is that a yes?"
I licked my lips, trying to look stern. "Did you ask a question?"
"Hmm," he said, brushing our mouths together sweetly. "Archer, will you marry me?"
I chuckled, batting my eyes. "What's in it for me?"
Bending down, he cupped my ass, lifting me into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist, hooking my ankles.
"I guess I'll have to fold you in half and fuck you until you think your legs are gonna fall off," he said, pressing his hard dick against mine.
I scoffed, rolling my eyes dramatically. "Then of course I'll marry you."
Logically, I knew my legs weren't gonna fall off, but there really was a point where I thought my hips might pop out of their sockets, but who the fuck cared about that shit when your entire body was engulfed by flames of pleasure?
***
"Fine!" Scout grumbled, glaring at Tanner. "A middle name, but no matter what you say, we would have ended up fucking eventually. It was only a matter of time."
Tanner gave Scout a dry look, raising an eyebrow. "You guys had twenty-eight years to fuck on your own, and you couldn't seal the deal. I deserve a little recognition for that."
I leaned sideways, pressing my shoulder to Avery's. "I'm not naming our kid Cold Medicine. Not even as a middle name."
He smirked, pressing a kiss to my lips. "What about Last Bed at Reunion Lodge?"
"See, now that has a ring to it," I said, nodding.
"You think Riker is sleeping with that alpha, or not?" Tanner asked, peering off into the distance where Riker was helping Frost lead Casey down the big hill that led from the lodge to the picnic tables.
It was hard to believe it was already July Fourth. I was a week away from being five months pregnant, and my belly was definitely starting to stick out a little further than it had already. Scout was about a week behind me, but he'd definitely started showing first which he was pissed about and I was jealous about. Apparently, the grass really was greener on the other side.
"What?" Evan and Ronni said at the same time, sitting up straight. "He better not."
Riker had been working for Frost for a little over three months now, and even I wondered what was going on between them… or if there was anything.
"You guys sound ridiculous," Murphy said, shaking his head.
Murphy was another one of our younger cousins. Just like with Riker, he'd been young enough, that we'd all graduated high school before he'd even gotten out of junior high. Logically, I knew that he wasn't that much younger, but in my head, he still wasn't even supposed to hear the F word.
"He's way too young to be having sex," Ronni said, turning to point at Murphy. "And so are you."
Murphy rolled his eyes, giving Ronni a dry look. "Ronni, when did you lose your virginity?"
She narrowed her eyes, pursing her lips. "That's not the point."
"You know he's gonna be twenty-four next month. You know that, right?"
"What?" Evan snapped, shaking his head. "No, he's not. He's probably… Huh." Evan frowned, leaning back to look Murphy over. "He's still like sixteen in my head."
Scout frowned, dropping his chin to his hand with his elbow resting on the table. "How old are you?"
Murphy rolled his eyes. "Twenty-five."
"What the fuck?" Ronni said slapping the table. "Is time really moving that fast?" Once again narrowing her eyes on Murphy, she leaned forward on the table. "Do you know if there's something going on between Riker and the old guy?"
I blinked at my idiot cousin, shaking my head. "The old guy?" I said dryly. "He's not even that old."