Page 30 of My Mountain Man Boss
We got married within a month of the rescue. Landon didn’t want to wait. And within a few months, I was pregnant. We had Avery and two years later, Jason. We decided to stop at two. Landon already has Izzie, and two kids under two was about as much as my old man could handle, especially with his grandkids coming along at the same time.
I decided not to work while my kids are young. Once Jason’s at school, I’ll think about my next move. But for now, I’m happy raising my children and looking after my household.
“Those kids are exhausting.” Izzie flops down into the seat next to me with her toddler on her hip.
He transfers to her knee and snuggles into his momma. She kisses the top of his head and wraps her arms around his chubbybody. Kids may be exhausting, but it’s these moments we live for.
“You look like you need a drink. What are you having?”
She smiles at me gratefully. “Just a soda is fine. I’m driving.”
I head into the kitchen to grab Izzie a cold drink. I’m closing the fridge when I feel Landon’s presence behind me. Landon slides his arm around my waist, and his familiar scents fills my senses.
“How are you doing, wifey?”
I lean my back against him, and he pulls me hard against him. “Good. Avery’s happy. No accidents.”
He spins me around so I’m facing him and takes the soda out of my hands. He puts it down the counter and slides his hands around my waist. “I saw you out there, and I just needed to check in.”
My hands slide up his torso and run over his hard chest. There’s more silver in his hair than there was a few years ago, but his chest is still all muscle.
His lips find mine, and the connection anchors me. It’s a slow deep kiss, and we only break away once he hardens against me.
“We better get back to the party before this turns into something I can’t stop.”
He grabs my hips and grinds me against him. Heat jolts up me, and I almost pull him upstairs. But I like the anticipation. I know once all the guests leave, and the party’s cleaned up and the kids are in bed, we’ll slide into bed together and reconnect the way a husband and wife do.
But for now, I’m content with a kiss.
Six years ago, I did the scariest thing of my life. I opened my heart to love. And I haven’t regretted it one bit.