Cade let out a feral growl and bent over at the waist. The next thing Kresley knew, he had her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry, and had swatted a hand on her butt. Kresley laughed harder and held on tight as he walked out of his office door. She waved a silent goodbye to Boomer, Gunnar and Officer Shelton.
“Boomer, lock my office behind you. Gunnar, you're invited to our shindig at 7 PM at my house. Stella, talk to you later. Kres and I have a wedding to plan!”, Cade stated, walking down the hall in front of other officers and even the Police Chief. Everyone was laughing and waving at the couple as they passed by. Some called out rowdy jokes as they passed. One officer even held open the door for Cade to pass through, giving a wolf whistle as Kresley’s butt passed him by out the door. She reached and smacked at the officer’s arm, but missed.
Kresley could do nothing but try to look up as the cat calls continued behind them and she held on to Cade’s tight ass for dear life. She took the moment to get a good handful of his butt, caressing it as he held her. Her giggles floated up her body to Cade and he jostled her around at hearing them.
“Careful baby. Don’t start a fire you can’t put out right now”, Cade stated with a grin on his face and amusement in his voice. Gosh, he loved this woman. He would never have a dull moment with this fiery red head. And he loved it. He loved her. He popped his hand on her butt again, caressing her firm ass, before he deposited her into the driver’s seat of her car. “I’ll follow you to my house. No running red lights this time. I’ll have to ticket you.”
“That wasn’t my fault and you know it. Birdie held my foot on the gas when the light was yellow, so I had no choice. You already told me you had payback ready for her for that one.”
Cade just shook his head at her and leaned down to kiss her lips softly. Then he closed her door, motioned for her to buckle up and walked away to his own truck. He needed to mentally prepare himself for their dinner this evening. He always needed to be alert and ready for anything if the sisters and Grace were around. It never failed to be an entertaining time. Cade grinned the whole way home.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Sounding exasperated, Francie turned to her sister. “Kres, you plan weddings all of the time. Why are you stressing about your own? After all the prep work you’ve done for others, you should have your perfect wedding already planned in your head”, Francie stated, exasperated.
“That’s the thing. I plan everyone else’s perfect day. And it’s putting a lot of pressure to do the same for me. I don’t even know what kind of wedding I want or that Cade wants. Of course, he says that whatever I want is what he wants. He’s agreeable to anything I say. He’s just that sweet. And I really think he’s being honest. He doesn’t care how, he just cares about when and then getting it completed”, Kresley stated, looking across the patio to Cade, Boomer, Gunnar, Braxton and Ash as they stood at the grill. Cade looked so handsome there, deep in conversation with teh guys about something. Jaxson stood near them, playing with a toy airplane that Boomer had bought for him. Boomer, Gunnar and Ash would take turns helping him launch it across the yard. Kresley smiled adoringly, glad that Cade surrounded himself with good men. Cade looked up and found her gaze, winked at her and puckered his lips in a kiss. Boomer looked around at her, then back to Cade and with two fingers, thumped his forehead to get his attention once again. The men laughed when they saw where Cade's attention had disappeared to. Kresley thought she heard someone say something about him being whipped. Then more laughs. Cade scowled, put Boomer in a head lock for a moment, then went back to the grill as they started back with their discussion.
“If you’re this overwhelmed by the planning, don’t plan. Just do it. Don’t think, go by instinct”, Birdie stated abruptly, sitting on top of Kresley’s lap on the lounge chair she was on.
Kresley grunted at the extra weight and tried to push Birdie off, to no avail. “Get your jiggly butt off of me, Birdie!” She laughed and called out for help from her sisters nearby. “Gertie, Francie, help me! Grace, get the water hose.” She could see she had caught the attention of the men, but they did nothing more than smile at the hilarious scene across the yard and laugh at Birdie's antics. No rescue from first responders. How oxymoronic was that?
“I’m not getting up until you come up with a date to get married. Just a date. Then I’ll get up. Until then I’m going to sit and push and smash on your stomach and bladder so hard you’ll pee in your pants. In front of your fiancé”, Birdie stated smugly. Kresley continued to buck and roll to dislodge Birdie from being on top of her, but Birdie was stronger than she looked.
“Don’t doubt her Kres! You know she’ll do it. Remember three years ago at that birthday party for Grace? Birdie sat on your lap
