Chapter 30

MYKEL

I took her face in my hands. I breathed in as I leaned closer to meet her lips. Finally, our lips connected. Everything stopped—my breath, thoughts, heart, and time.

And she gasped, parting her lips. She tasted sweet like honey and had never been addicted to anything or anyone. If this was the life of having someone to go home to—to kiss, care for, and love, I could be here at this moment for the rest of my life.

On my trip back, all I could think about was my wife—to be with her and kissed like this right now. I fucking missed her like crazy. Seeing her, kissing her, feeling her against my skin would cure this insanity called falling in love. Yes, I fell in love, so fucking fast like a train ran out of its rail, wrecking into my chest.

Until a clearing of a throat brought me back to the world.

“That’s my granddaughter you are kissing, Mykel,” Lex just scolded me.

As much as I’d love to kiss her more, the old man was watching. Adley broke fi