Page 195 of Nothing Special X: The Last Stand

Syn nodded, having a hard time not matching Furi’s energy.

“We’re moving from this godforsaken city.”

Syn nodded.

Furi rubbed his hands around each other. “And I can keep working on the BiG 1180 harvester, and the John Deere 9RX?”

Syn leaned against the counter, nodding as he scanned Furi’s sexy body up and down.

“I can go back to my baby, Vincent Van Goat.”

Syn laughed. “I can’t believe you named that goat that. But yeah, you can see him every day, because Bull wants you to be one of his full-time mechanics.”

“Oh my god, are you serious? He said that?”

Syn nodded again. He wanted to keep saying yes to Furi for the rest of their lives.

Furi came to him and settled his strong hands on his hips and crowded into him. “I wanna go right now. Let’s just pack all our stuff up and leave tonight.” Furi pushed his growing cock into Syn’s. “And I can have you bent over in the barn’s loft by midnight.”

Furi’s hot mouth found the side of Syn’s neck, below his pulse. Syn closed his eyes, tilting his head back further. The spoon he’d been holding hit the floor.

“Furious.”

“Mm?”

“You just got home.”

“I know.” Furi kissed beneath his ear, slow and sensual enough to make him tighten his grip on the counter.

Syn leaned back, wanting more of Furi’s mouth.

“Dinner’s gonna get cold,” he groaned.

Furi gripped his ass and squeezed. “We have a microwave.”

They’d been insatiable since they’d forgiven each other. The relief of being back in each other’s arms created a desperate hunger in them no amount of lovemaking could satisfy.

Furi slid his hand beneath his T-shirt, across his stomach, as he kissed lower, his teeth grazing lightly enough to pull the breath out of him before he could swallow it.

Furi’s lips curved against his neck. “Did you miss me today?”

Syn covered Furi’s hand with his own and pressed it harder against his stomach. “Yeah. I missed you.”

Furi’s breath caressed his skin, “Love.”

Syn cupped Furi’s jaw and tilted his head back to look at him.

Something bright moved across Furi’s face. “I’m so happy for you, for us. You’re gonna make a great sheriff.”

“Well at least I don’t have to wear a brown polyester uniform.” Syn kept their foreheads together. “Jeans, boots, and a collar shirt.”

Furi growled. “Sexy.”

Furi’s expression shifted. “When you gonna tell the guys?”

“At the wedding,” he said. “I’m happy about their partnership, and I love ’em for wanting to include me. But I don’t wanna live in Hollywood. I don’t wanna run a million-dollar company. Especially not after spending time on Fox and Bull’s ranch. I didn’t realize how much I wanted that kind of peace until I got there and experienced it.”

“Me too.”