Saving Us(5)
I was already laughing, just seeing Colt’s face turning a shade of red. Even underneath his whiskers, it was obvious. “You best get to changin’. I don’t feel like waitin’ all night to see this. I’ve waited too damn long for this woman to be with me, so I ain’t about to waste any more of it.”
I heard Van and Randa making little sounds, like what I’d just said was sweet or something. I squeezed on Amy’s shoulders, while waiting for my cousin to get his ass in gear.
Colt looked around the room. “Do I seriously have to do this shit?”
“You bet your sweet ass you do.” Ty laughed as he said it. He blew Van a kiss when she rolled her eyes at him. I could see where the history between them made it easy for those two to communicate on a different level. It wasn’t anything inappropriate. Well, let me rephrase that, because everything Ty does is inappropriate. That little bastard could make a smart comment about anything. Sometimes I wondered if he wasn’t wired right. Still, he was pretty fun to be around.
“Let’s get this party started. Get out the shots. I think our cousin needs one, before he shows us his love muscles again.” Ty and I slapped five as he grabbed the bottle of bourbon. Amy cocked her eyebrow when she saw me taking a shot. It burned going down. I knew what she was worried about, but my days of being an addict were over. There was no way I would do another drug with a little baby on the way. My life was different and it had purpose.
“Woohoo! Hell yeah!” Ty danced around to the music, pulling my sister to her feet and grinding all over her from behind. He was so horrible at dancing, that we were all laughing at him. My poor sister was hunched over laughing at his shenanigans. He was behind her, trying to shake the front of his body up against hers. When he could meet her movements, he reached around and held onto both of her tits. She put her hands over his and tried to move them but he wouldn’t let her. “Stop, baby, I’m all up in this shit.”
I covered my eyes with one of my hands “Please spare us the groping. I may never be the same again.”
“Hey, remember that time I showed you Miranda’s tits.” She turned around and slapped him, while he continued to laugh.
I held up my hands. “Randa, you had a bra on, I swear.”
They settled down and started whispering to each other. I’d seen them giving each other that look a million times. After a kiss they broke away from each other. My sister looked back and smiled at Ty again. I just shook my head. Things were going to get loud later in their bedroom. Poor Amy!
A few moments later, Colt came out from around the corner. He was covered by some old blanket, but I could tell he was wearing the outfit. Ty and I both made a dash for the camera. Van tried to grab it first, but we were too fast for her. Once he had the device positioned, I ran over and tore the blanket out of Colt’s arms. He threw his hands over his groin area. “This is bullshit! I’m not bettin’ either of you again.”
“Hands up, you sexy bitch. Do a pose for next year’s Christmas cards,” Ty teased.
Van had covered her eyes. I think she was more embarrassed than Colt.
“Spin around, cuz. We need a good ass shot,” I taunted.
“I hate you both!” Colt was defeated, but at least he was a good sport.
Randa got up and walked behind our almost naked cousin. She started dancing behind him, embarrassing him more. The room filled with laughter and even Van couldn’t contain herself. Colt lifted his hands away, giving up all sense of dignity. He turned around, surprising my sister and grabbed her waist. She backed away and laughed harder.
While everyone was still caught up in the moment, I leaned over and whispered in Amy’s ear. “How about some alone time, Blaze?”
Her hand found mine and we made our way out of the barn without anyone noticing. I didn’t care about the celebration. All I wanted to do was be with Amy.
Chapter 3
Amy
Since arriving at the Mitchell Farm, Conner and I had been inseparable. As out of the ordinary as it felt to be that way with him, it also felt so right. I loved the way he touched me when nobody was looking, or shot me a wink when he was telling a joke. The more days that passed, the more reality set in about my pregnancy. I was both excited and scared, except now I knew I wasn't going to be alone. I didn't just have Conner in my life. I had his whole family. They were more than I ever could have asked for. Growing up, my life was just so unconventional, especially when my father took responsibility for raising me. There was only so much one man could do for his wild daughter. I was glad that he was back in my life though. Seeing other parents with their children had always made me envious. For something that had become so important, it was the one thing I had never truly had, until now.