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“They took the kids to Lance’s mom’s. She’s so great with them, but Daisey was pissed she wasn’t going to see you. She told Kay that she will never forgive her for not letting her see her boyfriend.” He chuckles.

His and Kayleigh’s adorable three-year-old daughter has become my shadow whenever I’m around, and I can’t even be mad about it because she so damn cute.

“I guess I’ll have to stop by one day next week when she’s at Mud House and spend some time with her so she will forgive you both, huh?” I respond with a laugh.

“I’m sure she’d love that.” He nods once, clapping a hand on my shoulder.

We sit around the dining room table and feast on an amazing breakfast Hadley and Alannah made while I was asleep. Kayleigh brought an assortment of pastries that I’m having difficulty sharing, and the morning goes by too quickly with all the people I’m closest to.

Liam and I spend the rest of the day chatting in my den while the women in our lives are holed up somewhere nearby, talking amongst themselves. I’m about to ask Liam’s opinion on something I have been contemplating for a while when we hear Kat ask Kayleigh a question.

“Spill it, sister. Why do you call him Cap?”

Liam starts chuckling, and his face turns red. I raise a brow at him in question, and he jerks his head toward where the women are, so we stand and follow the sound of their voices to hear not Kayleigh, but Jana, telling the story about how Liam became Cap.

Chapter Thirty-Five

ANDY

One and a half years ago

I walk out of the elevator and onto the floor where my desk resides at DL Technologies to see a woman with the longest legs and perkiest tits I’ve ever seen. My cock twitches in my pants instantly.

I’ve always had a healthy sex life with Hadley, butdamn. This woman has me ready to make a mess of myself in my pants just at the sight of her.

I stroll toward the mystery woman to find her speaking with the head of HR, June, who is showing her around. Apparently, it’s her first day at DL.

And what a lucky day for me.

June receives a call on her cell and steps away as I squeeze in beside her, placing my things on my desk. I turn toward her, my best lopsided smirk pulling at my lips.

“Hey there. I’m Andy. It looks like we’re going to be desk buddies,” I say with a wink. My deep voice is smooth as I speak to her.

I know I can lay on the charm when I need to, but this is something different.

“Hi! I’m Naomi. It’s so great to meet you.” She smiles brightly at me. “I’ve been told you’ll be training me, actually.”

“Great, I’ll show ya the ropes once we can ditch June.” I hitch my thumb over my shoulder, a playful grin spreading on my face.

I wonder if she’d let me use ropes on her.

I shake the thought from my mind. I’m married, for Christ’s sake.

Hanging up her call, June walks over and introduces Naomi and me, as if we haven’t just been chatting. Satisfied that her job is done, June walks away, leaving me to take over.

Mm, I’d love nothing more.

We spend that first month pussyfooting around our attraction until one morning, she comes in, obviously suffering from a terrible lack of sleep. Seeing the deep purple rings below her gorgeous eyes, I ask her what’s wrong. Wiping her cheek with the back of her hand, she tells me she is struggling and will be putting in her notice as soon as she finds a new job.

“Why the fuck would you leave me?” I seethe.

“What do you mean, leave you? You’re married, Andy! These feelings that have developed aren’t going away. I need to separate myself from this entire thing,” she whispers vehemently. “I want more than you can give me.”

I pull her into the closest room with a solid door, flipping on the switch when the door is firmly shut. As soon as I see her tear-streaked face, I cup her cheeks in my hands and pull her face toward mine, crashing my lips against hers, tasting the saltinessof her tears as I finally give in to what I have been craving since the moment I met this sinfully beautiful woman.

And my God, sin has never tasted so good.

It’s been the most enthralling seven months of my life. Naomi is a firecracker, and the things she lets me do to her…fuck, I’m constantly hard just at the memory of her tight little body wrapped around me. Thinking about how her perfectly perky tits bounced as I fucked her into oblivion last night before I went home has me aching in need.

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