Part 27 (1/2)
”Good,” she said, nipping at the corner of his mouth. ”I did get dessert done, so there is that.”
Jack planted a full-on a.s.sault, his mouth parting hers, his tongue going deep. He kissed her thoroughly, and when they both came up for air, he whispered near her ear. ”I plan on eating you for dessert, so we can just skip whatever you whipped up.”
Donovan's heart swelled. They were good. The three of them were going to be good.
”Okay,” she said roughly. ”I don't mind being on the menu.”
”Good,” Jack said, dark eyes smoldering. ”Cause I'm hungry as h.e.l.l, and if you don't mind, could we maybe do dessert first?”
Donovan's heart skipped a beat. ”No,” she said breathlessly. ”No I don't mind at all.”
Jack dove in right away and started in on his dessert.
Chapter Thirty-one.
When Jack heard a light rap on his bedroom door, he groaned and snuggled back under the covers. Donovan was curled into him and no way in h.e.l.l was he giving that up.
Whoever it was could wait.
”Jack!”
”Go away,” he muttered.
”Jack!” And then another knock.
Growling, he glanced at the door and was just about to say a few choice words to deter whoever was out there when it opened and his sister Grace waltzed in, holding her hand over her eyes and inching forward as if she was afraid to fall.
s.h.i.+t. He'd forgotten.
”You guys need to get up. Everyone's here. We've been waiting for like an hour but...”
She peeked through her fingers, and when she realized that there were no naked man parts on display, Grace shook her head and made a face. Jack noted she was still shaving the one side, and now the other was dyed several colors, like a rainbow had exploded on her head.
”Does she know?” Grace whispered.
”Know what?” Donovan's head poked out from beneath the blanket and her eyes widened when she spied his sister. ”Grace? What are you doing here?”
The door pushed open behind his sister, and Jack sat back, arms behind his head, Donovan tucked into his side as Maverick and his parents pushed their way through. Coco slipped through everyone and ran barking toward the bed, though he was too little to get up on his own.
”Jack?” Donovan looked up at him, eyes full of questions.
”Hey, what's the holdup?” Tucker shoved his way past everyone and grinned. ”So we having us a wedding or what? Everyone's waiting.”
”What the h.e.l.l is going on Jack Simon?” Donovan clutched the blanket around her as she sat straight up, and G.o.d help him, but she looked sweeter than an angel. Her hair was a tangle around her shoulders, her mouth bruised from a night of loving, and (he grinned) there was a great big- ”Oh my G.o.d,” Grace said with disgust, sitting on the edge of their bed and helping Coco up. ”Is that a hickey on your neck?”
Donovan yanked the blanket up higher and squeaked. ”Jack?”
He reached over and kissed her on the mouth. ”We need to get up, babe. Big day ahead.”
Her eyes were huge, and he caressed her cheek. ”I want to marry you. Right here. Right now. I'm kind of hoping you say yes, or my family has come all this way for-”
Her mouth was against his, her arms around his neck. ”Yes,” she said through tears. ”Yes. Yes. Yes.”
”You gave in to easily, Donovan,” Maverick said with a wink. ”I'd have made him beg a little more.”
”Screw you, Rick,” Jack growled against her mouth.
”Boys,” Eden said in a no-nonsense tone. ”You all need to clear out, so we can get Donovan ready.” She nailed Jack with a look. ”That means you.” She crossed over to the bathroom and tossed him a towel. ”Get dressed. Grace and I have some work to do.”
An hour and a half later, Jack stood on the beach waiting for Donovan to come to him. The place had been transformed, with chairs and flowers. Pink was Donnie's favorite color, and even Coco didn't seem to care that his bow reflected that.
Sabrina and the kids had flown out, and it meant a lot that she was here, sharing this day with his family. When he'd called her and told her about his plan, she'd told him that healing started with living, and that she fully intended to live as much as she could.
Brett would have wanted that.