Page 119 of Run, Little Rabbit

“Oh my God, are you fangirling right now?” I ask, disbelief making my voice a little higher.

“No,” he says quickly.

Too quickly.

“You totally are,” Max says, and his grin is wicked.

“Fine,” he says with a dramatic huff. “He was like my first real man crush. I mean, look at the guy; he’s gorgeous, and he kills people for a living. Why wouldn’t I be obsessed?”

“Do you want to take a picture?” Hatcher asks, amusement sparking in his eyes.

“Really?”Fucking hell, Niki looks like the cat who got the creamiest of creams.

I look up at Hatcher and laugh. “You do know you’ll never be rid of the guy now?”

Hatcher shrugs. “Isn’t that what family is all about?”

“Yeah, I guess it is.” And I give him another squeeze, feeling like my world just got a little bit brighter. “Can I get you a cup of tea?”

Hatcher smiles down at me and nods. “Sounds wonderful.”

It wasn’t going to fix everything, but I hoped that a conversation over a good cup of tea might start us on the path to getting to know each other a little better.

“Come on, the kitchen is this way.” I grab his hand and lead him towards the back of the house, the guys following after us. Niki and Angel were arguing about what makes an assassin worthy of a following while Max just surveyed the whole thing with a warm smile of contentment on his face.

I’d never been happier than I was at that moment. The world was full of possibilities, and I was on the cusp of having the family that I always wanted.

The End.