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“I love you too.”
I smile in response to his words, loving how hearing them makes me feel. Happy and loved.
“And I plan on showing you just how much I love you later,” he adds making me smile.
“Is that a promise?” I ask.
“Absolutely.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chase
After our declarations on the weekend, Yasmin and I have been inseparable. We spent the first two nights at her house until we decided it would be easier to move Millie into the spare room at my house. Help get her settled in before we leave.
Their dad took it surprisingly well. He has been over for dinner almost every night and even picked Millie up from soccer practice on Thursday.
We thought for sure he’d fight us on it. But he’s listening to Mum and taking her advice.
The house has been full, and Mum has been so happy having us all here.
Yasmin and I are currently sitting out on the deck with Mum, GW, and Millie when Arden walks in closely followed by Rhys, Ally and Julia.
“Pack a bag mothertruckers,” he says to Yasmin and me. “You too Mills.” He says looking over at Millie.
“Why?” Yasmin queries, arching an eyebrow and staring at Arden. She hasn’t learnt yet that it’s best to not question Arden. Just do what he says. It’ll be easier.
“For me to know and for you to find out.” He taunts.
“What are you, twelve?” Yasmin asks.
“I know you, you said you are. So, what am I?” Arden responds without even hesitating.
“That doesn’t even make sense,” Yasmin says shaking her head at him. I chuckle and stand. There really is no point fighting this. We’ll find out when Arden is ready to tell us.
“Go with Chase. Or I’ll pack a bag for you,” he threatens and throws in a wink.
“Fine.” Yasmin huffs and storms into the house.
Two hours later we pull up into the driveway of a massive house.
“Where are we?” Ally asks. We’re all piled into the back of a limo. Ralph is driving us. Arden wanted us to be able to have a drink on the way. Yasmin and Millie were amazed. They’ve never been in a limo before.
It was an experience for them, and you couldn’t wipe the smiles off their faces.
Seeing Yasmin smile made everything feel right in the world.
“We’re in Briar Bay,” Arden says throwing back the remainder of his drink. “Dad bought this as a holiday house. A while ago. I thought it’d be nice to have a weekend away together. I want to spend some time with Julia before we leave. Martha’s already here. She’ll have dinner ready for us,” Arden explains.
“Arden. That’s so sweet. Thank you,” Yasmin says before launching herself across the limo to hug him. He chuckles into her hair and hugs her back.
“You’re welcome. I just thought after everything you told us last weekend, we could use some downtime TOGETHER.” He says emphasising the together. It was hard to let Yasmin walk away and even harder to listen to what she went through.
I know we all took it hard. But I also know that we will do everything we can to help her move on and get through it. We are, after all, family.
“Come on. Let’s go. Martha will get shitty if the food goes cold,” Arden says, ushering us all out of the limo.
I lace my fingers through Yasmin’s as we make our way up the steps to the Beach House. I’ve never been to Briar Bay, but I’ve heard it’s beautiful. It’s mainly holiday houses and a bunch of high-end boutique stores. Kind of like Australia’s version of the Hamptons.
