Perfect Fit(89)

“How about this weekend? I would like to pick them up for dinner on Friday and then bring them home on Sunday afternoon.” She fidgeted slightly as she waited for my response.

“Sounds great. How about you pick the kids up at 5:00 p.m. at my house and I’ll pick them up at your house at 3:00 p.m. on Sunday? We’ll be moving into our new house that weekend so I’ll be back and forth between the houses so it might be easier for me to pick them up.”

“That sounds great. Thank you, Miller.” She offered me a small smile.

“You’re welcome, Mrs. Candless.” Joann nodded and returned to her husband’s side.

My parents were waiting to give me congratulatory hugs once I finished the conversation. They offered to take us to lunch, but I needed to get back to the university to give my afternoon lecture. I promised to have a big celebration as soon as we moved into our new home.

“Feel better?” Jag asked once we were alone in his car.

“Much,” I admitted. “I knew you were right all along, but I was afraid to get my hopes up too high. I kept picturing our life together with the kids and I wanted to believe so badly that it would happen. Have you ever wanted something so bad, but were afraid you’d never have it?”

“You.” His voice was deep with sincere emotion. “You were the one I was afraid would always remain out of my reach. I still feel that way sometimes.” His confession shocked me and it must have shown on my face. “It took me a long time to believe that you really wanted me. I was afraid to let you get too close, because it would only be a matter of time before you tired of me. I took you seriously when you said you would never want forever with anyone. It was always in the back of my mind even when you told me how you really felt about me.”

“That’s because I hadn’t met you. I met you and crashed hard into love with you, Jag. Pride and fear of you not returning those feelings had me playing it all off as fun.” I reached over and placed my hand on his face. “We were truly meant for each other. The guy who didn’t believe in love and the one afraid he didn’t deserve to be loved. Somehow we were just what the other one needed.”

“Perfect fit.”

“Perfect fit.” I agreed. “You know what holiday is coming up don’t you?”

A serious scowl marred his handsome face as he thought about it. “That’s not a holiday, Bones. That’s a sappy ass occasion created by greeting card companies to make money. I refuse to celebrate it.”

“We celebrated it last year and it was one of the most memorable nights in our relationship. I loved it.” I waggled my eyebrows at him.

“My gift to you was a bright red cock ring that wrapped around your cock and balls so you couldn’t come until I released it. That’s hardly a romantic gesture.”

“It was fucking hot.” I noticed the temperature inside the car was rising too as we both recalled the way he tortured me until I begged him to let me come. My voice had been raw from pleading and my body had been covered in sweat. The delayed orgasm had ripped through me and left me in a boneless heap in the middle of his bed. “Best Valentine’s Day gift ever.”

“You’re so easy to please, Bones.” He leaned forward and kissed my lips. “We probably should buy something for our little Valentines though. They’ll be coming home from the Candlesses that night so we should do something special for them. Any suggestions?”

“Just a little gift and we’ll fix their favorite dinner. That’s the kind of memories I want to make with them. I don’t want to turn it into something material and meaningless.” I cocked my head and smiled wickedly at him. “We’ll have some time to ourselves to have a private celebration. I know where I hid my gift from last year.”

His eager smile matched my own. “Break in the new house properly? Sounds like a perfect night to me.”

Jag drove me back to the university where I had left my car. I couldn’t help but let my lips linger against his for a few extra minutes. It was my late night and I wouldn’t see him again until it was almost time to put the kids to bed so I wanted just a few more minutes with him before I got out of his car. Our kiss ended and we sat there with our foreheads pressed together. Something huge and momentous happened to us that day and it deserved a few extra moments to appreciate it.

It was the first day moving forward officially as a family – Jag, Lucas, Lily, and me.





I WAS EXHAUSTED on the morning of moving day for all of the right reasons – marathon sex with Miller the previous night. The kids had genuinely seemed excited to spend the weekend with the Candlesses and we took advantage of our first night and morning alone in over a month. I wanted to stay in bed all day with him, but we had moving trucks showing up at both houses so we had to get up and going.