Unbearable (Undescribable) (43 page)

I place her on my lap and look up at him. “I love
her. Thank you so much.”

“You’re very welcome.” He looks down at her. “What
do you want to name her?”

Hmm. “That could be a tough one. I’ll have to think
about it.”

He pats my leg. “Come on, we have to head over to
my parents’ house.”

I frown down at the puppy. “What about her?” I
don’t want to leave her here.

“Oh, she’s coming with us.” He chuckles. “My mom
bought all sorts of things for her.”

“Wait!” I say standing up from the couch with the
puppy in my hands. “You’ve had her since last week?”

He nods. “She has been staying with my parents and
then I brought her over to the neighbor’s house this morning so I could walk
over and get her for you.”

I smile, leaning down and kissing her on the head.
I have never had a dog before. My dad had his favorite cat that he had the
taxidermist stuff in order to keep it forever, but a dog? No. I’ve always
wanted one, though, and she is perfect.

“Come on, Princess, let’s go, and get you a blanket
to wrap you up in. It’s cold outside,” I say, walking off toward the bedroom.

CHAPTER THIRTY

I am loading the last bit
of food into the backseat of the truck when Angel and the puppy walk out into
the garage. “I had to get her a blanket,” she tells me, smiling.

I can’t help but grin as I see the puppy wrapped in
a blanket, eyes already closed. I wanted to get her something that can keep her
company while I’m working and it doesn’t hurt that the dog will get big enough
to eat an intruder. I still worry about her like crazy, even though she works
at the bank now.

“Ready to go?”

She nods and I walk around the truck to open the
door for her and the puppy. Once they are in, I get in as well and back out of
the garage.

“What are we going to do with her while we are in
New York?” she asks sadly.

“The neighbors are going to watch her for us.”

“I don’t know,” she says slowly. “Maybe we
shouldn’t go.”

I look at her. “What? That’s crazy, we are going.”

“What if she forgets us and thinks she belongs to
them and then when we come back she wants nothing to do with us?”

I laugh as I shake my head at her. If she is this
way with a puppy I can’t even imagine what she will be like when we have
children.

“She will be fine. I promise,” I assure her.

“We need to go to the pet store. Are they open
today? She needs food, a collar, a sweater—”

I interrupt her by placing a hand up. “I already
got dog food. I even brought some with us. It’s behind my seat. As for a sweater.”
I shake my head. “She does not need one of those.”

“It’s cold outside Slade,” she says, hugging the
puppy to her chest.

“She will be fine. Look at how much fur she has.”

She glances at me with narrowed eyes then looks
down at the dog. “Mommy will get you a sweater.”

I smile at the sound of her saying the word
mommy
.
I can’t wait until she says yes to my proposal so we can start planning for our
future together, one that will make her the mother of my children one day. New
Year’s Eve can’t get here fast enough.

We pull up to my parents’ house and see that Josh
and Courtney are already here. I help Angel out of the truck and walk them up
to the door. I open it and announce our arrival.

My mom comes into view and squeals when she sees
the puppy in Angel’s arms. “Don’t you just love her?” she asks. “She is the
cutest puppy I have ever seen.”

Angel laughs. “I just told Slade that I needed to
go to the pet store and get her a few things.”

My mom smiles up at her. “I already bought her
everything a puppy needs, including a sweater.”

Angel turns to look at me with a sly grin on her
face. “Told you.”

I smile as I lean down to kiss her on the cheek
before I grab Josh to help me unload the food out of the truck.

“How is her hand?” Courtney asks as Josh and I sit
down at the table.

“She said it’s fine. She took something for pain
last night, but she hasn’t mentioned it once today.”

“Man, that shit was crazy,” Josh adds.

“It was,” I agree, thinking back to last night. I
had been wondering what was taking Angel so long in the bathroom and as soon as
I had turned around, I saw her punch a girl in the face. At that moment, I hadn’t
even realized it was Jessica.

“I actually find it funny. The bitch deserved much
more than a broken nose and two black eyes along with some scratches.” Courtney
smiles proudly.

“She did but I don’t like that Angel was the one to
fight with her.” I was pissed that she got into that fight.

We fall silent for a few uncomfortable minutes
before Courtney changes the subject.

“The puppy was a good idea,” she praises, breaking
the tension. “She has always wanted one.”

I smile. She was so surprised, not at all expecting
the box to contain a dog.

“Just think how they will be with kids,” Courtney teases,
looking over at Angel and my mother sitting on the living room floor with sacks
full of puppy items surrounding them.

I chuckle. “I know.”
It will be great.

“I don’t think I want any kids,” she says.

“None?” I ask, glancing from her to Josh.

She shakes her head.

“How do you feel about that?” I ask him.

He shrugs, but smiles brightly. “Whatever she wants
is fine with me.”

“Slade.” I turn in my seat to look back over my
shoulder to Angel. She places her cell in her back pocket. “Missy just called. She
is coming over with Tate.”

I turn back to face Josh and Courtney with a scowl
on my face.

“I don’t understand why he spends so much time with
her, yet he won’t be with her,” Courtney wonders aloud, placing her elbow on
the table and her chin in her hand.

“I could not care less what he does,” I growl.

“Have you still not spoken to him since he came
over the day after Thanksgiving?” Josh asks.

“Nope. He drove us home last night but we didn’t
speak.” I think back to that day when he showed up with Missy and flowers for Angel.
He said he wanted to congratulate her on our engagement and thought that
bringing her flowers would be harmless. I told him I had changed my mind and
decided instead to pop the question on New Year’s Eve. He then informed me that
he was going to come along with us. I asked him why he would want to go to New
York, on
my
family’s vacation, but he wouldn’t answer. Needless to say,
I wanted to punch him in the face until he explained why it was so important
for him to come, but things were going so well between Angel and me. I didn’t
want to rock that boat.

“I think he has a crush on Sam,” Courtney states.

“Courtney.” Josh shoots her a look of warning.

“What?” She shrugs carelessly. “He’s always around
or calling and texting her. I mean, it’s nothing sexual or even anything you
would consider flirting.”

I place my head in my hand and look down to the
table. I still feel the same way. He has an angle; I just have yet to figure it
out. “I’m not worried.” I lift my head and turn to look at Angel playing with
the puppy that now wears a bright pink sweater. Tate can try all he wants. I am
confident that she loves me.

“Anyway,” Josh starts, “I can’t wait to leave
tomorrow night for New York.”

“Me either. I think Angel has had us packed and
ready to go for the last two weeks.” I laugh. “How can you girls do that much
shopping?” I ask Courtney. I swear they went shopping every night after work.
And every time I look over at our luggage she has added another suitcase in
order to accommodate everything.

“Hey, Josh loves to shop just as much as I do,” she
says defensively.

“It’s true,” he agrees.

“I hate shopping.”

“You always have, hunny,” my mom says, walking into
the kitchen to join us. I look back to the living room and don’t see Angel.

“Where is Angel?” I ask.

“She took the puppy out to go potty,” she says,
taking the plates and silverware out of the cabinets.

“Here let me help you,” Courtney offers, getting up
from the table to help my mother.

I stand from the table and walk out the front door.
I come to a stop when I see Angel playing with the puppy. I can’t help but feel
sorry for the poor puppy having to wear that bright pink sweater. She keeps
biting at it, I’m sure she wants the damn thing off.

“Come inside guys,” my mother calls out the front
door. “Everything is ready. All we are waiting for is Missy and Tate and Micah
and Holly to arrive. They should be here any moment.”

Angel bends down, picking up the puppy and walks up
to me. “Please be nice. I don’t know what’s going on between you and Tate, but
please be nice. It’s Christmas Eve and he has no family here to spend it with.”

I smile, pushing some long strands behind her ear.
“I will, Angel. For you, I will.”

She smiles and brings the puppy up to the side of
her face. “Thank you.” As she speaks, the puppy starts to lick her cheek,
making her laugh. She pulls the puppy away and places her in front of me. I
take her into my hands and Angel steps closer to me. “You know,” she whispers.
“I have a surprise for you tonight as well.”

I look to the puppy in my hands and then to her
smile. “Please tell me it involves you being naked.”

“If you’re a good boy,” she taunts before taking
the puppy from my hands and walking into the house.

I turn around and trail after her with a grin on my
face.

“Everything looks great, Mom,” I say as I sit down
next to Angel at the dinner table.

“Thanks, hunny. I think the girls cooked more than
I did this year.” She gives a little laugh.

We hear the front door open and then Micah and
Holly walk in followed by Tate and a smiling Missy.

“The party can now start,” Micah calls out happily.
My mother gets up from her seat to help take the food they’ve brought with
them.

“Where is the puppy I keep hearing about?” Missy
asks as she sits down next to Angel.

“She’s in her cage sleeping. She is so adorable.” I
smile as Angel starts to fill everyone in on how she got the puppy this
morning.

We all gather around in the
living room after dinner and my mother and father start to pick presents up from
under the tree. They then walk around to hand each couple a gift-wrapped box,
including one to Tate and one to Missy.

She hands Angel a box and she passes it over to me.
I look down to see Slade and Samantha written on it. “You shouldn’t have done
this.” I hear Courtney say.

My mom waves her off. “It’s just something small,” she
tells her, taking a seat down next to my dad over by the tree.

We all sit in silence as we look at one another as
if not sure what to do next. “Well open them.” My father gestures towards us.

I hand it over to Angel. “Here. You open it,” I offer.

She takes it from my hands and proceeds to tear
into it.

“We wanted to get you guys something that you can
use on the trip.” My mother says as Angel opens the box. She then pulls out a
fancy looking black camera.

“Thank you,” Angel says, getting up off of the
couch and walking over to my parents to give them a hug.

Once done, my father walks off to the kitchen. I
stand and follow after him.

“You really shouldn’t have gotten us anything else,”
I tell him, leaning up against the counter.

He looks up to me, and smiles. “Vivian wanted you
guys to have a camera.”

“But you guys already bought us a trip to New York
City.” I don’t know many guys my age that have parents who would pay for them
to go to New York with their girlfriend and friends as well. “At least let me
pay you for the trip.” We have been driving him nuts up at work about paying
them for this trip.

My dad pulls out a seat at the kitchen table and
sits down. He looks up to me and releases a sigh. “Slade, that would only hurt
your mother’s feelings. She wanted to do this for everyone, and if I can give
you any advice when it comes to women, it’s that you do whatever they want.” He
gives a little laugh. “That’s no secret though. Your mother wanted to buy you
guys cameras. I didn’t question that.” He runs a hand through his hair. “I know
I missed a lot of your childhood and there’s not a day goes by that I don’t
think about it. Your mother always wanted a big family. I’m sure if I had been
home more for you guys and her, we would have continued to have more children.
She loves you boys but I know she wanted to keep trying for a little girl.” He
smiles.

I stand there staring at him as if dazed, wondering
what cameras have to do with our childhood. My father has never spoke of our
childhood or how much he regrets his career controlling his life. I mean, yeah,
there were things that he missed, but Micah and I just thought that was how
life was. The mother stayed home and the father worked his life away. The older
we got the more we understood the value of a dollar. We always had nice things,
but in order to have those things he had to work and once Micah and I were able
to, we took over as workaholics as well.