Page 91 of Finding Redemption

“Andi is Ava’s daughter with Brannon. She’s ten and probably my most favorite person in the world.” His eyes sparkle as he talks about the little girl, making my heart pound wildly.

“What does she call you?”

“Uncle Walker.” He looks over at me like I’m insane. “She’s my niece.”

“Of course.” I gape, pointing at my chest. “Family issues.” He pulls in the front of the house. My knee starts bouncing.

“You ready?” He winks.

“Yeah, I can’t wait to see Ava.”

Walker slides from the truck, and I reach for the handle. “Don’t you dare.” He stops, glaring at me from the front. I cross my eyes at him, sticking out my tongue. He opens my door, taking my hand. “Thanks for waiting.”

“Always.” He pulls me into his chest. My knees go weak as his lips brush mine with a kiss.

“What the hell are you doing? Let that girl breathe for the love of all that’s holy!” Riley yells from the porch. We laugh, turning toward him.

“Shut the fuck up. Damn,” Walker grumbles.

“Every time I see her, she’s being groped by you.” He shakes his head with a chuckle.

“Again, fuck you.” Walker flips him off.

“It’s all good. I’m getting used to it.”

Walker tugs my hand. I stumble into him and he wraps me in his arms. “Good. There’s more fondling where that came from.”

“Promises, promises.”

He bends down, growling into my ear, “Keep it up, baby. You’ll regret that later.”

“Please,” I mewl, which garners me a deeper growl.

“I’ll remember that, Miss Morgan.” He locks his arm around me, bending me backward. When his lips take mine, I fist his hair, not caring who sees it. The harsh sweep of his tongue is all I need to melt into his arms, fighting a moan. Walker releases me to a round of catcalls.

“Dude! Leave that girl alone for five minutes,” Riley goads Walker.

“Should we leave?” Ava laughs, tangling herself around Riley.

“What? Y’all are the ones pushing this, so live with it.” Walker smirks, and my belly turns flips.

“Like you’re not loving every second?” Ava rolls her eyes. “Come on, it’s cold out here.”

“Thank you for having us,” I say as we step through the door. “Oh, wow. Your home is beautiful.”

“Thank you for coming. We’re happy to finally have you over.” Ava locks her arm with mine.

Walker tugs my hand when Ava tries to pull me into the living room. “I don’t think so, Ava.”

“She’s going in the next room. She’ll be fine.” Ava glares at him, eliciting a giggle from me.

“Let’s get the grill started. Ava’s starving.” Riley tosses Walker a beer.

Walker’s brows knit together. “You okay?” His thoughtfulness has my heart racing.

“I’m good.” He leans in for a sweet kiss.

“Let her breathe. Dang,” Ava says with a chuckle. Walker and Riley head through the back doors to where I can see the grill. He turns so he can watch me. I know he’s worried about me. “How are you?”