Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Painful
- Books By S.C. Stephens
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
It felt like it took forever to get back to Seattle, and it was early evening by the time we landed. There was a restless air of excitement in the cab as we made our way to Pete’s. Kiera and Jenny were already there, working. Rachel was joining us there when she got off work. Anna…I really had no idea if she’d be there or not, if tonight was the night she’d finally tell Griffin he was a father. I kept glancing at him in the cab. Was this when his life completely changed? I supposed it already had changed, he just wasn’t aware of it yet.
He was the first one out of the cab when we got to the bar. I paid the driver while Matt followed Griffin. Evan was waiting for me, and I couldn’t stop grinning when I turned around to face the front of the bar. Smiling himself, Evan looked over at me. “Damn, I’ve really missed this place,” he said.
I nodded as we started walking toward the doors. “Yeah, me too. As fun as the tour was, I think this might be my favorite part.”
Evan tilted his head at me, lifting his newly pierced eyebrow. “Better than that one time Griffin got trapped in the hotel elevator, but we got the door open just far enough that we were able to spritz him with some random kid’s juice box?”
Evan caught the closing bar door and we walked through, laughing as we remembered that day. Griffin had been so pissed, especially when Matt had run to the hotel café and purchased a bunch more of the juice boxes. Ah…good times.
I let the past slide off me as the present assaulted me. Everyone in the bar was cheering, clapping, whistling…it was so weird. I acknowledged the affection with a small nod and a lift of my hand. My gaze swept the room before settling on Kiera, standing at the far end of the bar with Kate; Jenny was already leaping into Evan’s arms. Bright grin on my face, I started striding over to my girl. She met me halfway, and then I was grabbing her face, pulling her mouth to mine.
I reveled in the kiss, feeling her, tasting her. Kiera didn’t usually let me get so passionate in such a public place, but when she ran her hands up to tangle her fingers in my hair, I figured she wasn’t really worried about it right now. I let myself get lost in the moment as our mouths moved together, but eventually, I wanted so much more, and my fingers slid down her body to squeeze her ass.