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He nods back. “Yeah, I’m guessing I can.”
Henley’s a good man to have with you in a fight. He’s a quick shot, and an accurate one too. He’s served real hard time, and also served time in the military as well. Rough as they come, and I’m honored to do any mission with him.
“I’ll head back to the Cool Cactus, get with Lewis,” Duke says. “Find out if he’s heard anything.”
“Let him know we need answers now,” I say.
“Speaking of the Cool Cactus,” Blaze says. “I heard you and the police chief’s daughter have been spending some time together.”
“Obviously,” I grunt out. They know I’m spending time with her. “She’s mine. And as my woman, that means we all protect her at any costs.”
Blaze’s smile drops. “Absolutely. Does her father know yet?”
I shake my head. “No, and I don’t want him finding out until Betty decides to tell him.”
“I’d hate to be at that exchange,” Jagger says. “Should we prepare for backlash from that convo?”
“Probably not a bad idea,” Dragon says.
“Why?” I ask.
Dragon hits me with a pointed stare. “Do you really think he’s going to welcome you into their family with open arms?”
“I hadn’t thought about it.” I mean, yes, I’ve thought about it a little. Basically, I figured he’d be pissed for like five minutes until I explain to him I love his daughter more than I’ve ever loved anyone.
And I think she’s feeling the same way.
The table erupts into a fit of laughter at my answer.
“You’d better think about it. There’s no way he’s going to be happy that you stole his little girl,” Blaze says.
“I didn’t steal her.”
“Don’t tell me that. Tell him,” Blaze replies.
“I have to be heading home. Betty’s meeting me there,” I tell the guys, then I turn my attention to Henley. “We’ll head there tomorrow.”
He nods, agreeing. “Sure thing. If the chief hasn’t killed you first.”
The whole table erupts into a fit of giggles, like a bunch of schoolgirls. I leave them, slamming the door shut as I do.
I hop on my Harley, heading home, wanting more than anything to see the woman waiting for me there.
“I can’t believe you can cook,” Betty says, and I raise a brow at her. She sits on top of my granite counter, swinging her legs back and forth.
I step between her thighs, leaning my hands on the counter beside her. “And why don’t you think I can cook?”
“Well,”—she twines her hands around my neck—“you never shop for anything other than a banana or gummy bears.”
I lean back with a smile. “I’ll have you know, gummy bears are a delicacy.”
This makes her giggle. “Really? I’m not a fan.”
I step away from her, feigning shock. “I don’t know if we can be friends.”
She hops off the counter so she can trail after me. “I don’t want to be your friend.”
This stops me in my tracks. “What do you mean?” I gaze into her fiery blue eyes.
She wraps her arms around my waist. “I want to be more than friends.”
I lay a kiss on her, lifting her back on the counter, my heart hammering in my chest. “You already are more to me than just a friend.” I cup her warm cheek with my palm. “Betty, you’re it for me.”
Her smile spreads like rapid water rushing into a canyon. “You’re it for me too.”
My chest does this thing it’s been doing all week and squeezes with warmth. I capture her plump lips, sliding my tongue in her mouth, letting her know she’s the only woman in this world who I want to be kissing.
Once I’ve kissed her breathless, I lean her back to where she’s propped up on her elbows and I remove her shorts, taking her panties along for the ride down her long legs.
And then I toss those golden beauties over my shoulder so I can get to her sweet spot. She moans, and the sound is perfect here in my home.
Like she belongs here.
“I want you to move in,” I tell her.
She sits up. “You do?”
“Yes.” I won’t take no for an answer. I hope she’s prepared for that.
Her eyes sparkle, and it takes my breath away. “Ok, I’ll move in.”
“Good.” I spread her legs apart, nestling my head between her thighs. “Now your man is gonna show you what else he can do besides cook.”
I swipe my tongue through her wetness, loving the taste of her. When she’s bucking her hips against my face, I move to her clit, working the bundle of nerves until she cries out for more. My cock is so hard as I keep giving it to her, moving my fingers to her entrance. I push a digit inside, crooking it at the knuckle to reach that special spot that makes her fall apart.
I want to be in her slick heat, but I want to show her that I am all about her right now, giving her what she needs.
