“You will be driving our kids, Soledad.”
“Fine,” she huffs, not arguing for once. She saunters toward the shower, and all my reservations go down the drain.
“Fuck it,” I mumble. Her pretty red lips always look good wrapped around my dick while the water cascades onto her face. What’s another pounding until her legs give out, and I carry her to bed? She looks good, drunk with lust, with me inside her. Well spent on my dick.
“Are you coming?”
“Hell yeah.”
Chapter 37
Max
The rich scent of coffee drifts through the house. I reach the bottom of the stairs and make my way to the kitchen, where Dad stands pouring his morning brew while Daisy waits faithfully beside him. She has been attached to my dad since she met him. He stirs in creamer and sugar, then glances at me.
“Buenos días.” My dad’s voice is chirpy. He’s always been a morning person, while my mom was not. Kind of like Sol and me.
“Morning, Pops.”
He reaches for an empty cup in the pantry. “Coffee?”
“Yes, please.”
He fills the cup, leaving room for cream. Steam weaves around it.
“Thank you. How did you sleep?” I ask, stirring the creamer and milk in.
“Good, considering she takes up half the space.” He looks down at Daisy, who’s watching him like a hawk.
“She has become your bodyguard.”
“I’m afraid so.” He laughs. “I was about to work on the gazebo. I know you have been busy. If that’s okay.”
“I woke a little early to work on it. I could use your help.”
Sol is still sound asleep, and Leo woke up early to get orders out at the office. “It should be fast since I already built the foundation and the decking.” I hand Dad the gazebo assembly instructions.
He stares at it, then nods. “This should be fun. It will look nice when all is done.”
“I wanted to propose to Sol here.”
I planned to pop the question to her long ago. I always knew. Carlos got in the way. It was always in the cards. Even back then, I knew I’d get her back. From the beginning, the day I saw her at the cabin, I knew we’d be each other’s downfall, but I also knew I’d make her my forever, no matter the cost. I knew we’d get it right at some time, and now is that time. What’s life without a little struggle? It only makes you stronger and appreciate life more.
“I have Mom’s wedding ring. I took it to a jewelry store to polish it up and add more stones to give to Sol when I propose to her.”
My dad’s cheerful smile has me grinning. “Your mom would have loved her, Max. Sol is a wonderful woman. It makes me happy that she gives you solace in your heart. It takes a special woman to put up with us Canos.”
A chuckle vibrates in my chest. “I guess so, huh?”
“Congratulations, hijo.”
“I haven’t popped the question yet, and hell, she might say no.”
“I highly doubt that. I’m sure she’s waiting for you to ask her.”
“When your mom’s ring went missing, I knew you took it. I also knew you had plans for it.”
The strange thing is, my mom had so many rings, but I picked the wedding ring up and took it with me. I didn’t know if I’d ever see Sol again. The day I pawned it to buy her dinner, I knew. That ring was always hers, and I had to get it back. “At first, I didn’t know I was carrying the ring to one day ask the girl I pinky promised decades ago to marry me. Damn, Pops, the day I saw her for the first time in seven years at the grocery store… It was like I was seeing a ghost. I didn’t know how to react. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. I dreamt of her for so long. For so long, I lived with a knot in my chest, wondering if she was okay. When I found out she was my neighbor next to my cabin, I knew I wanted her. I also knew I would have to let her go without ever telling her why. That’s what broke me deep down to my soul. If she didn’t remember me, I would have to let her spread her wings and fly in hopes she would fly back to me.” This is the most I’ve said to my dad or anyone, really, beside Sol.