Lifting her chin, Kenzie forced a smile. “Well, if things don’t work out between y’all—”
I shot her a look that instantly had her shutting her mouth.
“Oh, it’s going to work out. See ya’ around, Kenzie.”
With a lift of her hand and a fake ass smile, she waved. “See ya’ around, Trevor.”
I started my truck and pulled out of the lot. Anger quickly had my body heating up. That fucking Eric. What in the hell was that guy’s deal? Shaking off all thoughts of that dickhead, I focused on Scarlett and getting the last of her things out of the house. Christmas was in a couple of days and the sooner she was with me, the better I’d feel.
The smell of bacon had me opening my eyes and letting out a soft moan.
“Oh God, bacon.”
Throwing the blanket and sheet off of me, I slipped my robe on and headed to the bathroom before making my way to the kitchen. Trevor knew I had been craving bacon and had been making it every single morning since I officially moved in a few days earlier. Before that, I’d pretty much been staying at his house every night and slowly moving my things in over the last month.
The moment I stepped into the kitchen, Trevor turned to face me. It was like he’d sensed I was there.
“Good morning, baby.”
I walked over to him and planted a kiss on his lips. “Good morning. You know, you’re going to spoil me with this bacon every morning.”
He grinned and every nerve ending tingled. We had come such a long way in a short amount of time. I still felt like I needed to pinch myself to believe this was all happening.
“I would have brought it up to you, but the smell must have woken you up.”
“Actually, it was your child pushing on my bladder that woke me up.”
Trevor beamed and placed his hand on my stomach. The look of pure happiness in his eyes was hard to miss.
“Gummy Bear causing trouble already, huh?”
“Yes! Apple doesn’t fall far.”
With a quick bend down, Trevor kissed me. It was soft and sweet, but still sent a zap of desire to my lower belly.
“I know what I want for Christmas,” I whispered against his lips.
“What’s that, baby?”
Placing my hands on his bare chest, I looked up into those beautiful blue eyes.
“You.”
The once-soft blue instantly turned darker, and before I knew it, Trevor was turning off the oven and I was in his arms. He headed back to our bedroom where he gave me the best Christmas gift a girl could want: three orgasms coupled with slow passionate love making.
Nothing would ever top this first Christmas together.
Presents laid in neat piles across the large family room. I watched as Mitchell attempted to get Merit to crawl toward him. Liberty was now crawling. I couldn’t help but laugh every time I watched her take off and Jonathon and Waylynn had to go after her.
Maebh and Cord were glued to each other like two peas in a pod. It was the cutest thing to watch them together. Maebh’s father Aedin was in town and completely lost in a conversation with Aunt Vi. There was something going on between the two of them, and I made a mental note to ask Trevor about it.
My eyes roamed the room and found Corina talking with her mom, Lori, and Melanie. Lori was now running the bed and breakfast for Corina and when I had decided to go work for Frio River Ranch, Lori hired a part-time girl to help out. She ended up being fantastic with the guests and the perfect fit. She freed up time for Lori to be with Corina and Merit. It was obvious how much Corina loved having her mother here.
Moving my attention around the room, I found Steed playing hide and seek with Gage, while Amelia, Wade, and Paxton played a board game with Chloe.
“Taking it all in?” Trevor whispered as he came up behind me.
Laughing, I nodded. “Everyone is scattered. It’s hard to keep up with all the bodies.”
Trevor pointed over to Maebh and Cord. “Except for those two love birds.”
“They’re probably talking wedding plans. It’s romantic that they’re getting married in Ireland.”
Sitting next to me, Trevor took my hand in his. “Do you think we’ll be able to go? With the baby being so young and all?”
I shrugged. “I guess we can talk to the pediatrician about it, but I don’t see why we wouldn’t be able to. Maebh tried to push it out knowing when I was due. Amelia and Wade are planning on going with their little one who is due three weeks before us.”
Trevor laced his fingers with mine. “Then I say we plan on going as well. We can do business-class on the flight over, so it will be more comfortable for the baby and us.”