Page 36 of Can't Stop
As we draw closer to the van, I spot a set of footprints around it. Despite the heavy snowfall a couple of hours ago, the tracks are crisp and clear. Someone’s been snooping around.
“Bones, do you have your blade on you?”
She nods and pats her hip, taking note of the footprints.
I ready myself beside the van door as she holds the blade in her hand and prepares to attack. Gritting my teeth, I grip the handle and pull. Rayna’s hand lowers from its stabbing position, and her eyebrows pull together.
I step forward and look into the van. Nothing looks amiss; Rayna’s lemur project still sits in a box on top of fifty other boxes, and nothing has been disturbed. But then, I see it.
“Mr. Fox?” Rayna whispers as she steps forward and plucks the familiar taxidermy creature from the floorboard.
A slip of paper flutters to the snow. I bend and pick it up.
It seems you two are doing well, and I’m happy for it. Grandmother wanted Rayna to have this. I promised I’d deliver it myself, so I’m making good on that promise. I had to go back to Oak Hollow to bury her, which means I broke the promise I made to you. I hope the gift on Mr. Fox’s neck will make up for it. Rayna’s is from my mother. Yours is from my father. I hope the wedding is beautiful. Thanks again.
I reach over and take the fox from Rayna. Attached to his neck is a small satchel, and something inside clinks around as I open it. I pour the contents into my hand, and Rayna gasps.
“Are those wedding bands?” she says. “What are they made from? Wood? Did Samuel carve these himself?”
I pass the note to her, and she takes a moment to read it. As realization dawns, her mouth transforms into a wide grin.
“Oh, fucking sick, dude! He made wedding bands from their bones! Please tell me we can wear them when we get married. I know you didn’t like Samuel, but?—”
Shutting her up with a kiss is one of my favorite things to do. I pull back and grip her face in my hands. “I didn’t like the thought of losing you. Now I know nothing can tear you away from me. You’re mine, and that will never change. If you want these to be our wedding bands, then I want that too. If you want Samuel to be my best man, we’ll start hunting him down. Whatever you want, bones, it’s yours.”
“With a little convincing, sometimes.” She smirks and grips my dick through my pants. Then her smile falls. “I’m sad to hear about his grandmother, though. Now he’s all alone. I hope he finds his someone special someday.”
Yeah, it can be a lonely life to be so deranged and have no one to share it with. I hope he finds someone too. He deserves to know the happiness I’ve found.
I take Rayna’s hand in mine as we start back for the hotel’s warmth. “Now, let’s get you inside. We’ve got a Halloween wedding to plan.”