Chapter 29 – Cole-Present #2
She disappears inside to change, and I pace the porch, nerves twisting in my stomach. I want everything to be perfect. For her to know I’ve been thinking about us. About everything we’ve been through, and everything still to come.
When she finally comes back down, my breath catches again. She looks stunning. Calm and radiant, like the best version of herself. But there’s something deeper in her gaze now, something that sends an electric thrill through me.
We head to the car, and she’s already full of questions, asking me where we’re going.
“Come on, Cole. You’ve been so secretive. Where are we going?”
I try to keep my cool, though it’s hard with the way she’s looking at me. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you,” I reply, trying to stay calm.
Kenna just laughs and leans back in her seat, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Well, I think I know. You’re driving toward the lake, and that can only mean one thing. We’re going boating.”
I laugh, a little defeated. “You always figure me out too fast.”
As we pull up to the lake, I see her eyes widen. The boat is there, gleaming under the sun, its sleek lines and polished surface shining. It’s not just any boat—it’s a dream. A dream I’ve been holding onto for years.
Kenna gasps. “Cole…what is this? This isn’t the boat we were supposed to rent.”
I walk around to her side of the car, taking the bouquet from her hands and setting it aside. My heart is beating fast now. I take her hands gently in mine, my forehead resting against hers.
“No, Kenna,” I breathe, my voice full of meaning. “I didn’t rent this boat. I bought it.”
Her eyes widen, and I see the shock and disbelief in her face. Her breath catches, and for a moment, she just stares at me, her lips trembling. “You…you got me a boat?”
I nod, emotion swelling in my chest. “I bought a boat for you, for Cohen, for us.”
Tears spring to her eyes, and she brushes a trembling hand against my cheek, voice barely a whisper. “I can’t believe this.”
We walk together to the boat, and I can see the way she’s taking it all in—the luxury, the rose petals surrounding the boat, the pizza and raspberry iced tea waiting for us.
The boat glides over the water, and the gentle sway of the lake is the only sound that fills the air between us. Kenna leans back against me, her head resting on my chest. I run my fingers through her hair, feeling the smooth strands slip through my fingers.
It’s hard to believe this moment is real, that we’re finally here. Together.
We don’t speak at first, just letting the world spin around us, the sun dipping lower in the sky. The color of the lake is changing, the blue deepening, and the golden light hitting the water is like something out of a dream. It feels like time has slowed down just for us.
Kenna shifts a little, pressing her hand against my chest, looking up at me with a soft smile. “I can’t believe this, Cole. You…you really bought this boat?”
I laugh quietly, shaking my head. “This wasn’t just for you. This is for us. For everything we’ve been through and everything we still have to look forward to.”
She bites her lip, and there’s a moment of silence before she lets out a soft sigh. “I never expected this…a boat. I never thought we’d get back to this, you know? Back to the water. Back to something... good.” She shifts slightly in my arms, her fingers tracing the edge of the boat.
Looking at her, my heart feels heavy with a truth that still hurts, but is lighter now that we’re together.
“I know. For years, I thought about our unfulfilled plans and lost moments. But I’m done mourning the past. I want to build something with you, Kenna.
Something real. Something that we can give to Cohen. ”
Kenna turns her head to look up at me, her eyes soft, filled with so much love that it makes my chest ache.
“You don’t know how much that means to me, Cole.
It’s not just the boat, or the flowers, or the surprise.
It’s knowing that you see us. You see me.
You’re seeing the life we can build together.
I didn’t think we would ever be able to…
after everything. I didn’t think we could have this chance again. ”
Her words hit me harder than I expected.
It’s like she just peeled back all the layers of doubt I’ve been carrying around.
She’s right. I didn’t believe in us for a long time.
I couldn’t see beyond my own mistakes, the distance that grew between us.
But right now, sitting here with her, I realize that I’m finally ready to believe in what we can still have. In what we already have.
“Kenna,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. “I’ve spent too much time thinking about what we lost, and not enough about what we have to look forward to. You, me, Cohen...this. All of this. I want it more than anything. I want to make it up to you for messing up in high school.”
She smiles at me, a little tear slipping down her cheek, but she doesn’t wipe it away. Instead, she just lets it fall, like she’s giving herself permission to feel. “You don’t have to make up for anything, Cole. We’re here now. That’s all that matters.”
I lean down, brushing a kiss against her forehead. “Yeah, we are. And I’m not going anywhere. Not this time.”
She looks up at me with a smile, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“You know, I think I’m understanding what this surprise is all about.
It’s not just the boat. It’s about everything we used to talk about.
About how we’d take our kids out on the water, make memories.
It’s about giving us the chance to start over. You’re giving us that, aren’t you?”
I nod, feeling the weight of her words settle deep inside me. “I am. We’re going to get the chance we never had.”
Kenna shifts again, sitting up slightly, and I watch her as she gazes around at the water, taking in the view as if she’s seeing it for the first time. Then, with a soft laugh, she looks back at me. “I’ve been thinking about the night we talked about buying a boat. Do you remember?”
I laugh, remembering the carefree way we’d made those promises all those years ago. “How could I forget? We were kids, talking about things we didn’t think we could ever have. And now look at us. We’ve got a boat, a little boy who’s going to love it, and a chance to make everything right.”
She shakes her head in disbelief. “It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it? I always thought those were just dreams. But you’ve somehow turned them into reality.”
I reach out and take her hand, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. “I want to make all of your dreams come true, Sunshine.”
Kenna smiles softly, then her gaze shifts to the horizon as she leans back against me once more.
For a long moment, we don’t say anything.
We just let the boat move through the water.
The world grows quieter, calmer. It’s like we’ve found a little pocket of peace in the chaos of everything we’ve been through.
Just the two of us, floating on this lake, letting everything settle into place.
I pause for a few seconds, then my pants are on the ground. She pulls my trunks down and lunges for me, her mouth wrapping around my dick.
“Be a good boy for me and let me suck your dick.”
I curse under my breath, and she looks up at me, smiling. The most beautiful scene I’ve ever seen. A good boy? I am so fucking gone for this woman, because all I want is to be her good boy and let her make me happy.
“If you want me inside of you, Sunshine, this isn’t the way there,” I tease.
I grip her head, guiding her gently but firmly, and the way she responds makes my heart hammer. The heat between us is electric, like the whole room is charged with this moment, and I never want it to end.
It is like she knows exactly what I want.
Sure, it’s been a while and pretty much anything could excite me, but I had a little more control than I did when I was younger.
The second her mouth is on me, she gives it her all.
She sucks and licks and hollows her cheeks out like she loves every second, while her tits bounce with her efforts.
It is more than I can take.
“Fuck, Sunshine. I’m close. Oh, fuck.”
She doesn’t let up, and I try again, not wanting her to do this if she doesn’t want to.
“Ken, you don’t have to—”
She ignores my words, and I let my hand fall—I don’t care if anyone hears us out here. I feel dizzy, and my vision goes white as I shoot into her mouth and keep coming. She swallows like a goddamn champ, and I’m seeing stars.
She lets go with a pop, and I can’t help but stare at her in awe. “That was…wow.”
We collapse together, breathing hard, hearts racing, tangled and sticky, and I can’t stop staring at her.
The way her hair falls across her face, the way her chest rises and falls—it’s everything.
I hold her close, whispering her name, feeling the warmth of her against me and the softness of her skin.
She grins, looking so proud of herself that I can’t help but smile back at her.
“Yeah? Is that a good thank you for making dreams come true?” she asks.
“Hell yeah. I may have even lost some brain cells.”
We lie there for a while, just holding each other, our skin sticking together from the heat, our breaths gradually slowing.
I trace patterns on her back and whisper how amazing she is, how beautiful, how perfect this feels.
She laughs softly, a little shy, a little dizzy from everything, and I realize I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want her.
Her fingers curl into mine, and she squeezes gently, her head resting on my chest. I kiss the top of her hair, inhaling the faint scent of sunscreen and the water, still lingering on her skin. Every heartbeat, every shiver she gives off, makes me grin like an idiot.