He grabs her shoulders and looks her in the eyes, trying his best not laugh at her last comment. “Would I ever lie to you, princess?”
She shakes her head. “I don’t think so. But what do I know? I’m just a kid.”
“I could never lie to you. You know why?”
“Because I’m your daughter and that would be rude?”
He smiles and turns her baseball cap around. “Because I love you too much. Now get over here and help me finish this bike.”
“Sweet! This is so much cooler than skateboarding!” She pushes her long blonde hair out of her face and begins tightening every nut and bolt she can find as Easton sits back proudly and watches.
Once she’s done walking around the whole bike, she hands the wrench back to her daddy and skips off to most likely find her brother and brag.
“How long have you been standing there watching?” Easton tosses the wrench down and comes at me, pulling me into his arms.
“Just long enough to hear you give our daughter the same advice you gave me when I was ten. Remember that?”
He smiles against my lips. “I could never forget, Kota.” His right hand moves around to tangle into the back of my hair. “I haven’t forgotten a single moment we’ve spent together.”
“Not a single one?” I whisper against his lips.
“Not a single one.” He presses his lips against mine, a small growl escaping him when I kiss him back.
“Eww, Mom! Come on! That’s embarrassing.” I turn away from Easton to see Kason standing with his arms crossed, his little friend standing right beside him. “Come on, Monroe. Let’s hang out over here until my parents are done being gross.”
I laugh and push Easton away when he tries kissing me again the moment Kason and Monroe walk over to sit on the stools. “You get the bike together and I’ll let Monroe’s father know it’s ready.”
He wipes his hands off on the rag in his pocket and winks, before walking away.
“Scout Quinn Crews—gather your things so we can go,” I say when she rushes past me. “We’re leaving soon.”
“I will. I’ve gotta help Daddy bring the bike around first. He said I could.”
“All right. After that then.” I smile when I turn around to see Kason and Monroe sharing his earbuds now. He’s got one in his ear and she has the other in hers. It’s not until I get closer that I hear him singing to her. Even when he notices me walk past, he keeps singing as if she’s the only thing he’s focused on at the moment.
This kid definitely learns from his daddy.
“Mr. Dixon,” I say, when stepping into the waiting room. “Easton is bringing your Harley around front. Sorry, my son sort of stole your daughter away.”
“No worries. She needed the company.” He laughs and stands, looking away from his phone to walk over and shake my hand. “Thank you. I appreciate you and your husband fitting me in on such short notice. I heard Crews Mechanics was the best around. Ran into Kevin at the gas station and he recommended you. Said you’re his daughter, right?”
I nod. “Yeah. My father ran his own shop but retired a few years ago. This place actually used to be his back when it was Brooks’ Garage.”
“I’ll be sure to thank him for sending me this way when I bump into him again.”
“He’ll love that.” The sound of his motorcycle pulling around has me walking to the exit door and holding it open for him to walk out. “I’ll have my son walk Monroe out.”
“Sounds good. Thanks again.” He offers me a smile and steps outside to join Easton and Scout.
When I walk back into the shop to call for Kason, he’s singing a different song this time and sitting a tad bit closer to Monroe than he was just a few minutes ago.
“Kason.”
He makes an annoyed face and pulls the earbud from his ear. “It’s time for her to go already?”
“Sorry, kid. Her dad is outside waiting on her. How about you walk her out and say bye.” I smile at Monroe when she looks up at me with big baby-blue eyes. “You’re welcome to come hang out anytime you want. Sound good?”
She smiles and stands up when Kason does. “Thank you, Kason’s mom.”
“You’re welcome, Kason’s friend,” I say on a laugh.
Kason and his friend take off in a hurry, and moments later, Easton comes through the door with Scout on his shoulders and Kason at his side, telling him how good he’s getting at skateboarding.
“Good. Keep practicing, because we’re going to the skatepark tomorrow, little man. You’ve gotta show me up in front of all your friends.”
“For real?” Kason asks excitedly. “Think we can invite Monroe? Her dad gave me their number.”
Easton sets Scout back down to her feet and laughs. “Yeah, sure. You can call her in the morning and ask. It’s getting late.”
“Awesome!” Kason rushes off in a hurry and Scout takes off after him.”
“Gather your things!” I yell as a reminder, before turning to Easton and running my hands through his messy hair. “Want us to stay and help shut down?”
He pulls me close and speaks against my lips. “Nah. I can do it. I won’t be long.” He gives me a quick kiss, before walking off and ushering the kids my way.
When it takes me a minute to grab something from the office, Scout steps into the doorway and holds her megaphone to her lips. “Come on, Mommy! Gather your things so we can go. We’re waiting on you. Chop! Chop! Pretty girl!”
I laugh and reach for my keys. “I’ll be out in a minute, pretty girl.”
She brings the megaphone back to her lips. “Okay, Mommy!” With that, she takes off in a hurry down the hallway.
Not even twenty minutes after the kids retire to their rooms, Easton walks through the front door and walks straight to the couch where I’m lying. With his eyes on mine, he spreads my legs and climbs onto the couch to lay in between them, his hands reaching up to tangle into my hair. “I’ve waited all day to do this.”
I close my eyes and get lost in the moment when his lips capture mine, nearly taking my breath away.
After all this time of Easton being mine, he still renders me speechless and takes my breath away with just the simplest kiss.
It’s the passion he puts into it every single time. A passion so intense that I fall more in love with him each day. He’s not only the best husband I could ever ask for, but he’s also the best father to our children, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this man.
“I love you, Kota,” he whispers against my lips, gently sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. “I thought I’d never get you alone.”
“Love you, too.” I laugh when he moves his mouth around to kiss my neck, his scruff tickling me. “Take it easy. The kids just went to bed.” I smile, when he keeps going farther down. “We need at least another… I don’t know… twenty minutes before you carry me to down the hall and show me just how much you’ve been wanting to get me alone.”
He lets out a little growl, before biting my shoulder. “I’ll give it ten.”
“Ten will do….” I press my lips against his once he makes his way back up to my mouth. The way his mouth moves against mine has me changing my mind. “Actually, let’s make it five.”
Laughing, he picks me up and makes his way down the hallway toward our bedroom, unable to wait to get me alone just like every night.
THE END
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