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“What if this is just different for you? The girl you thought you didn’t want, but turned out you did. The something different that you craved…and soon you’ll get sick off.”
Now it was my turn to tense up. I wanted her to trust me and my feelings.
“That’s not going to happen.”
Her head dropped back to my chest. “Cord, what if you miss being with other women? Do you really think you can stop and be with just me?”
Pushing her away, I turned so she was facing me.
“I can’t even tell you the last time I slept with a woman. All I’ve been thinking about for months is you. I don’t want anyone besides you, agra.”
Tears pooled in her eyes. “Please don’t hurt me, Cord. I don’t think me heart could take it if you broke it.”
My heart fucking felt like it was breaking in two. I never wanted to be the reason this woman cried. Ever. My hands cupped her face and I drew her mouth closer to mine.
“I feel the same way about you, baby. I’ve never given my heart away to anyone and you hold the power to completely destroy me if you wanted to.”
Her gaze flicked across my face before landing back on my eyes.
“We’ve got a serious problem, though.”
Pulling in my brows, I asked, “What is it?”
She chewed on her lip before saying, “I want you, and there’s a whole house of Parkers.”
I laughed. “Oh, I’ve already figured out how to handle that.”
“Is that so? Care to share with me? Or better yet, care to show me?”
Shaking my head, I replied, “You’ll let it slip to someone else and they’ll be using our nooky place.”
“Nooky place?”
Pulling her body back against mine, I said, “Yep. Our secret sex place.”
Maebh laughed. “I can’t wait to see where this is.”
Waylynn had somehow managed to get all the women, including my mother, to go shopping in Marble Falls. It was just the guys with the kids. Our father conveniently slipped out of the house to go check on his lake buddy next door.
Sitting back with a beer in one hand and a remote in the other, Wade and I watched Jonathon, Steed, and Mitchell handle their kids. Tripp was in the corner with Chloe. Since he was married to a vet, she’d enlisted him to do surgery on her doll whose arm had been ripped off by Hemi in a tug of war between Chloe and the dog.
“Make you want one?” I asked Wade with a chuckle.
“In a way, yes. But Amelia is thinking about this movie deal and if she goes for it, I’m not sure now would be the time.”
I turned to him. “Why not?”
He lifted his beer to his mouth and took a drink. “I don’t want her being stressed out while pregnant. Plus, I don’t think she’s ready for that yet. Kids, I mean.”
“Have you asked her?”
His head jerked to look at me. “Why, has she said something about wanting kids?”
I could see the hope dancing in his eyes. I lifted my hand up, “Whoa, don’t go getting all daddy on me. I haven’t talked to her about it and the other girls haven’t said anything to me. From the look in your eyes, I’m thinking y’all need to talk about this.”
Rubbing the back of his neck, he tilted it side to side, cracking it. “I know. I just want her to decide on the movie thing first before I say anything.”
“Fair enough.”
Wade leaned forward, his brows constricted. “Steed? What’s Gage got that he’s pushing up his nose?”
Steed had been showing Jonathon a trick—how to get Liberty’s pants on easier—when he glanced up at his son.
“Gage? What do you got there, buddy?”
Steed’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked closer.
“Holy shit! Something’s up his nose!” Steed cried out.
“Hell! Shit! Fuck!” Chloe yelled out, knowing her father wasn’t going to get after her since her baby brother currently had something lodged in his nose.
But Tripp did. “Chloe Parker. You know better!”
Her little shoulders dropped, and she skipped over to Steed and bent down to take a look for herself.
“Daddy, let me look. I’m a mommy and I know what to do.”
My gaze lifted to Steed. He shrugged. “Her baby dolls.”
“It’s a noodle,” Chloe declared.
“Holy shit, they really are born with it,” Wade whispered next to me. I attempted not to laugh as Steed stared at his daughter and then let out a somewhat scared-sounding laugh.
“A…noodle? Pumpkin, what do you mean?”
“Yep. The kind that you make ’roni and cheese with.”
Steed swallowed hard. “That’s up his nose? How do we get it out?”
Chloe shrugged. “Don’t ask me. You’re the dad.”
Steed picked up Gage, panic written all over his face.
“What’s going on?” Mitchell asked. He had just put Merit down for a nap.
“Gage shoved a piece of macaroni up his nose,” Jonathon answered.
