“You know what you owe me?” she said.
“Hmm?”
She leaned in, whispering some of the X-rated things I’d imagined when she’d been in my own tub, and by the time we left the bathroom, wrapped in plush towels and skin wrinkled, I’d delivered every single one.
Chapter Twenty-Nine Isabel
“I don’t believe you.”
I set my chin on his chest the next morning before the sun had risen in the sky and grinned happily. “It’s true.”
“You’ve never tried sushi?”
With a shake of my head, I let my fingers walk up his abdomen. “Nothing could sound worse to me than slimy uncooked fish.”
“That is a crime,” he muttered, snatching up my fingers to kiss the tips.
“Your turn.”
He sighed. “I’ve never baked a cake.”
“I’ve never baked one well,” I said. “Add it to the list.”
Aiden’s hand swept over my lower back. “What else do we have?”
We’d spent the last hour trying to figure out firsts we could experience together, Aiden’s attempt at trying to wrap his mind around the fact that I’d never slept with anyone before him. In his mind, he owed me a few of those, and the idea of it made me so warm and melty inside that I was not arguing. I’d just experienced the most perfect night of my entire life, even if I would limp out of this hotel, wearing my bridesmaid dress from the night before.
“Never ran a marathon,” I started. “Never successfully baked a cake. We’ve never worn roller skates. And we’ve never slept out under the stars.”
His face took on a thoughtful expression. “I probably shouldn’t admit this one.”
“Tell me.”
Aiden’s fingers slid through my hair, and I closed my eyes at the feel of it, soaking in the affection like a dried-out sponge. It felt so good that I almost missed what he said.
“I’ve never bought flowers for someone.”
My eyes popped open. “Really?”
He shook his head. “Flowers made Beth sneeze like crazy, so I never got her any.”
It was the first he’d mentioned her since we left the reception, and I spread my hand out over his chest, laying a soft kiss onto his skin. “What was she like?”
Aiden closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Funny. She was always smiling. It was the first thing I noticed about her. Smart. Kind. She did everything easily, it seemed like.”
It wasn’t the time to talk, just to listen.
He wedged a hand under his head and stared down at me. “And she made the best gingersnaps in the world.”
I smiled. “Does Anya talk about her a lot?”
“Not as much since we’ve moved here. I think being in our own house has made a big difference. Being around family. In California, it was just the three of us,” he said. “I think … I think she felt the loss of her more there.”
Resting my cheek on his chest, I thought about her bright blue eyes, her gap-toothed smile, and found myself smiling too.
He felt it. “What?”
“Just thinking about Anya. She’s a great kid, Aiden.”
There was a brief pause before he spoke again. “You ready to take that on? When we tell her, I mean.”
We’d decided earlier in our conversation to hold off on announcing anything to her just yet. Gain our footing as a couple first. But this was a question I could answer easily.
I rolled up onto my side and scooted higher up on the bed so that I could kiss him. There was no time to deepen it because we both needed to leave soon—him to pick up Anya and me to have a family brunch at Logan and Paige’s while Molly and Noah opened some presents before they left on their mini-honeymoon.
“I already love Anya,” I told him. “I don’t fall out of trees for just anyone, you know.”
He laughed. “I hope not.”
“That’s the thing about my family,” I said. Setting my head in my hand, I snuggled up next to him again. “Blood ties don’t mean anything in the end, not when it comes down to it. Logan and Paige, my sisters, Emmett … they are my family because we fight for each other every single day. It was us against the world.” I smiled. “We’ve got a few more bodies now, Noah, Jude, Bauer, and little Gabriel. You and Anya,” I said quietly. “She may not know it yet, but she just gained a whole lot of people in her corner.”
Aiden tugged me closer for a kiss. “I like the sound of that,” he murmured.
I found myself tearing up as he folded me into his arms again. “I do too.” I sniffed quietly, but he heard me.
“What is it?”
I shook my head, swiping at my face. “Anytime something big happened to me, I never really understood why. Even if I knew it was coming, even if I hated how I felt, I didn’t realize each piece had to happen exactly the way it did”—I pulled my head back so I could see his face—“so I could be here with you. Even the hard things.”
Aiden slid his thumb across my cheek.
We didn’t have the time for it. I wasn’t even sure that physically I could handle more, but he moved over me, gently rocking between my legs, sharing my breath, stealing my heart, and making me fall even more in love with him than I already was.
In my ear, he whispered all sorts of things that pushed me higher and higher, even as he kept his movements slow and steady. It was the relaxed speed and the inexorable strength of his reserve that finally broke me open in a warm wave.
It wasn’t fireworks and explosions, but something even better.
It was forever.
We dressed quietly. He hooked up the back of my dress, and I buttoned his shirt, stretching on my toes to kiss the edge of his jaw when I was done. And because I could, I slid his jacket over my bridesmaid dress. We entered the elevator hand in
