All Chapters of The Bucket List : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lamb stew and rice.I couldn’t remember the last time I had eaten homemade stew. The flavours that exploded in my mouth after the first bite made memories flood my mind. It was hazy and faded quickly before I could hold on to it, but it made the ache in my heart increase for some reason.We ate dinner at the table in the kitchen and then moved to the living room when we were done. I took a seat on the single couch and watched as they all sat down.I stayed in Steven’s room for a few more minutes and then joined them in the kitchen again, where Severide greeted me with a kiss to my cheek. He hadn’t mentioned anything Steven told him then.But I knew it was coming.My fingers clutched at the hem of my shirt as I waited. Steven was the first to break the silence. He explained the letter I had received and then the pattern he had picked up in the books so far. Along with that, he gave them a brief rundown of what had happened in the bakery. When the silence settled around us again, I spok

Saved by the ringing of his phone.Apparently, there was an emergency at the gym, and Kieran needed to leave. He drove me back to the bakery and then made me promise to message him when I got home before he left.I stared at the closed doors of the bakery for a few minutes before I turned and took the short walk to my apartment.After taking a shower, I ate something and then searched through my drawers until I found the list Kieran mentioned. I stared down at Crystal’s handwriting on the paper for a moment before I straightened and grabbed a clean paper and some pens.I took a seat by the window and read through the list. Half the things Crystal wrote down were stupid and not something I’d ever want to try. So, I started making a list of my own, but added some of the stuff Crystal had on her list too.Motivation. Kieran was right. I needed something to keep me going, and honouring Crystal was what I wanted to do.There was nothing I could do about the bakery at the moment, but maybe

My head snapped up when my office door was thrown open. Whatever I was about to yell at the intruder died down when my eyes locked on the man who entered. I was out of my chair and hurrying around my desk in seconds.“What is it? What happened? Is it your father?”Steven shook his head and ran a shaky hand through his hair. “He’s okay.”“Kieran? Thomas?” My eyes widened. “Did something happen to Albany?”“She’s probably at home,” he muttered. “Fuck, Sev. We fucked up. I shouldn’t have suggested that we make the bet.”I gripped his shoulders and steered him towards the chair in front of my desk, and pushed him down onto it. Walking over to the cabinet, I poured him some whiskey.Steven downed the liquid and slammed the glass down onto the desk before he sprang to his feet and started pacing.“What happened?”My heart dropped to my stomach with every word that fell from his lips. Albany knew about the bet made between the four of us. He was right. We fucked things up.I should’ve stoppe

“You can’t be serious,” I breathed in shock.“Why not?” Severide shrugged.“If you want to do this, then we are the men to do this with, but there’s only one problem. Some of us actually have to work for a living,” Kieran spoke up.Severide scoffed loudly and rolled his eyes. “We all know that you—”“Fuck off, Sev,” Kieran interrupted him as he stood.My eyes stayed glued to him as he made his way into the kitchen and searched through the fridge. The island blocked my view of his ass, which was a shame, but if things were going to work out between us, I might actually get to stare at his ass as much as I wanted. He straightened and turned to place the wine onto the counter.I’d only had two glasses before I closed the bottle and placed it in the fridge.Our eyes locked. Kieran tilted his head to the side and raised an eyebrow in question. I hesitated for a few seconds before I nodded at him. One more glass wouldn’t do any damage.Five minutes later, we were all seated again with a gla

His lips tasted different.Of coffee and something else, something salty. A weird combination, but not something that was off-putting. I liked it. I liked it a lot. But I absolutely loved the way he kissed me. It was so much different than Severide’s kiss.My hands crawled up his chest to his shoulders and then to the back of his neck, where I buried them in his hair. A tug had him groaning against my mouth.The tip of his tongue slid between mine and entered my mouth without asking permission first. My stomach clenched, and more heat flooded my body as his tongue brushed mine a few seconds before he sucked on it.A whimper fell from my lips.Steven gripped my hips and pulled me onto his lap. The feel of his arousal against my sex had more wetness flooding my panties. He felt different than Severide. I moved my hips experimentally, which earned me a low groan from him.I broke the kiss and sucked in much-needed air.Steven was struggling to catch his breath, just like I was. He presse