Page 58 of Lucky Kisses
Jet starts in with the flowery font Lucky picked out, and after an hour of touching, loving, squeezing, Lucky can breathe easy because her duck on a moped is no more. In its place is beautiful, albeit swollen, navy blue lettering that maps out who she really is.Lucky in love.
Just as Lucky thanks her brother and says goodnight, I gently pull her down into my seat as I snag center stage. “Not so fast.” I nod to Jet. “I was sort of hoping you might have time for just one more.”
Jet sits back down himself and starts sterilizing the needles. “No problem. What do you want? A duck on a bicycle?”
“Funny.” I look to Lucky, and all of the affection—all of the love I feel for this girl courses through me. “It’s a surprise.” I motion for her to turn around. Jet hands me a pad, and I jot down exactly what I want it to say, and just like that, he gets back to work.
Once he’s through with round two, Lucky and I say goodnight to Jet and Daisy and take off for Hollow Brook—but I bypass campus and head up the switchbacks instead. It’s still early, and I plan on making the most of every moment I have with my girl.
“Please tell me you don’t plan on cooking me alive again in that witch’s stew.”
A dull laugh bounces through me. “Nope.” Okay, so she may have scrapped plan A, but plan B is just as steamy. We park a little further up, and I help Lucky out and lead us to the overlook.
“This is amazing!” she marvels at the thousands of twinkle lights winking through the night haze, the miniaturized world at our feet. “It feels as if we’re soaring over the entire city.” She holds out her hands as if she’s flying, and I secure my arms around her waist, settling my head just over her shoulder.
“Whatever it is we’re doing, I’m glad to be doing it with you.”
“I’m glad, too.” She spins into me and gazes up with those cellophane eyes. “You make me a better person, Lawson.” Tears come, and she gives a few quick blinks. “You’re the reason I wake up with a smile on my face each and every morning.”
“That’s a coincidence.” A dirty grin twitches on my lips. “You’re the reason I wake up with a smile on my face.”
“That’s because you’re a pervert.” She gives me a light swat. “And that also happens to be one of the things I like about you most. But only when you get pervy with me.” Her hands glide down to the lip of my jeans. “Because I’m a little pervy myself.”
“Duly noted.” My hands glide to her jeans, and I slip my fingers down the back, one-upping her in the perv department. “I’ve got a capital idea.”
“I bet it’s a perfectlypervertedcapital idea.”
“You know me well. How about we ditch the stitches and hang out in the back of my truck. You know, counting stars.”
“Ditch the stitches?” She shakes her head. “You’re just full of little ill-versed innuendos, aren’t you? But—there are a lot of stars out here tonight.” Her fingers swim into my boxers until she hits pay dirt. “This could take some time. I’m very,veryinto exploratory astronomy—and anatomy.” Her hand wraps around me as she wrenches a deep guttural groan straight from my gut. “I think someone is about to get lucky.” Her brows rise an inch, and we both share a laugh. “But not before you show me that tat. I’m dying to know what it says, Kent.”
“All right, Madden, but only because you asked.” I carefully peel away the gauze strip Daisy secured over me and hold it out for Lucky to see. There it is, slightly swollen and a bit irritated, but just as beautiful as I knew it would be.
“In Love with Lucky,” she reads it slow and deliberate before gasping. “In Love with Lucky! Lawson!” Her voice breaks as she pounces over me with a tight embrace.Lucky in LoveandIn Love with Lucky. We make quite the pair.”
“We do. That’s because we’re a great pair—a forever kind of deal.”
“That we are.” She leans back and bears hard into my eyes, and just like that, our souls fuse over one another, an action that spells out forever far better than words can ever do.
I pull her into a kiss and lose myself as our hearts pound over one another with the strength and speed you need if you’re planning on cresting forever.
Together, we’re both lucky in love.
I’m in love with Lucky.
And I always will be.
And with this beautiful girl in my life—I’m theluckyone.
