Three Fated Hearts by LNC novel Chapter 93

~Nikki~

I can’t believe how much fun I just had. I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed myself so thoroughly. I laughed and danced until I couldn’t anymore. I never actually considered what life could be like if I got away from Stuart. Now I don’t have to think about it, I can live it, and it’s good.

A warm hand touches my knee, sending butterflies to my stomach. I really need to get laid if a simple touch is enough to get me going. “Are you okay?” I nod. “We’re here.” I look around and realized that we are, indeed, back home. I swear the trip from the airport was quicker than ever before.

The car door opens for me, and a hand waits. I grab the hand, and the driver helps me out of the car. Paul follows behind me and walks me to the door. “I had so much fun this weekend. Thank you for making it a good time.” I look at Paul, his smile warming my heart.

“No, thank you. You helped me remember what fun was.” Paul leans in and kisses me on my forehead.

“I will see you later.” He turns and walks down the steps and to the left. I’m still staying in the packhouse. I considered going back to my home, but there are too many memories there, and many of them aren’t good ones. After everything died down, Paul had a house built not too far from the packhouse. It was completed while he took the time to travel. I guess the packhouse held even more memories for him than my house did for me. I walk inside and upstairs to my room, determined to get some sleep.

~Paul~

There are no words to describe the complete difference between this weekend and other past events. I was finally able to sit back and truly enjoy an event. I didn’t have to play politics or listen to the complaints about other Lunas. The difference between my ex and Nikki is monumental, not that I’m trying to compare the two.

Nikki was never someone I was able to get to know in the past. She always stayed to herself, not really dealing with many people. I would see her at the clinic, with the kids, or with Stuart. I hated that I never pushed to get to know her. I always tried to know all of my members personally. Maybe if I had pushed the issue, I could have spared her some of the mess she had to deal with.

I open my door and immediately catch the scent of freesia. The table by the door is filled with flowers, and I couldn’t help but smile. This has to be my daughter-in-law because my sons would never think to have the place smell good when I get back. I take another whiff of the flower before moving toward my room. I want to check out the new house, but I'm too tired. It can wait until the morning.

I kick my shoes off and get rid of my pants and top. I pull the covers back and slip in, placing my phone on the nightstand. I close my eyes, but my phone rings before I can drift off. I feel around for it, refusing to open my eyes. “Hello?”

“Paul…..baby?” FUCK! How the hell did she get this number? I’ve changed it several times over the past few months, and she gets it every time. “PLEASE! Don’t hang up!” I swear she was reading my mind because that’s exactly what I was about to do.

“Make it quick, Kim.”