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Tiffany cast him a sideways glance. “Whatever you’ve got planned, just be safe about it. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you, babe. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Damn, didn’t that make a man feel good. “That’s real sweet, Tiff. This is the worst part of the job, but keeping them safe ismyjob.”

“Anything I can do to help?”

“Stay home and keep the security system on when you’re not here. I’m going to be scarce for the next couple of weeks. I gotta work out a plan and see it executed safely. I ain’t gonna have much time for us.”

Almost before he stopped talking, she spoke. “Don’t you even think twice about me. I’ll keep myself busy with the renovation and helping out with the baby. You never know, I might even work in a little reading and relaxation.” Perking up, she announced happily, “Your mom invited me to can jam with her. Can you believe that?”

Cutting her an indulgent smile, he tossed his empty bottle down into a huge fire pit below. “Don’t look so damn happy. She used to make me help, and it ain’t no picnic. You’ll spend most of the time washing glass jars and stirring really hot goop.”

Tiffany threw herself onto her back, giggling. “I don’t care if I have to wash a million jars. It’s better than sitting around bored.”

Coming down beside her, Ryder pulled her closer. She really was the most beautiful woman he’d laid eyes on. Moving a strand of paint-streaked hair out of her face, he murmured, “Thanks for holding off on accepting that job until things cool down. You’re a star.”

“I just want to be with you,” she said softly. “And I’d never want to throw a wrench into what you have going on or make your life more complicated. Besides, I’ve never been in a situation where I could just live one day to the next and enjoy life as it comes. I’ve always been studying hard, working on my nursing degree, studying for the licensing exam, or running from my deranged stalker. It’s good to just take time and be a woman intent on loving her man.”

“You always say the sweetest shit. I suck at saying nice stuff.”

“You get your point across.” She smiled, reaching up to touch his grizzled cheek. “I like the way you show love. You say nice things occasionally, but mostly you do things that let me know how you feel. You also fuck like a sex-starved biker,” she said with a laugh.

Unable to keep the stupid grin off his face, Ryder threw his head back and laughed with her. It was uncanny how easily Tiffany could push away all the unpleasantness of his life, giving him a moment of happiness when he needed it the most.

Leaning in for another kiss, he felt her melt into his touch. It went so well, he tugged the front of her shorts open and slid his hand down to her tender core. “You’re fucking drenched. That wouldn’t all be for me, would it?”

Biting her bottom lip, she nodded.

“Unzip me, doll. I want to feel your hands on me.”

Like the beautiful, eager bitch she was, Tiffany quickly did exactly as he asked. For his part, Ryder couldn’t get her shorts off fast enough. Lifting her leg, he slid his thick cock across her tender flesh, covering himself in her arousal. Dragging his dick all the way down her clit caused her to moan and move against him in a deliciously wanton way that thrilled the hell out of him. Why hadn’t he thought to do that before? Ryder rubbed her harder and longer until she was breathlessly moaning his name and totally lost in a haze of lust.

Capturing her lips, he slid home. Tiffany spread her legs wider and scraped her nails down his back. After that, it was on. Ryder couldn’t get it fast or deep enough to suit him, but hell if he didn’t try.

Tiffany whispered shit in his ear that only a woman would say. It was sweet, loving, and totally unnecessary for him to get off on fucking her. However, he was a greedy bastard, and therefore, wanted it all with her. Feeling her come apart around his dick was the best feeling in the fucking world. Grabbing her shoulders, he held her firmly in place as he emptied his seed deep inside her warm, soft body.

~ Tiffany ~

Shoving bags into the back of the car, Tiffany and Rose joked back and forth like old friends. “So, everyone heard you screaming my brother’s name yesterday. I had to put in ear plugs ‘cause I just can’t hear that kind of shit.”

Teasing the teen, Tiffany asked, “It bothers you because Ryder is your brother, right?”

“Of course. I honestly never thought for a minute he’d ever find a real girlfriend.”

“I’m a woman, not a girl,” Tiffany corrected.

Slamming the trunk closed, Rose stared at her for a brief moment. “Did you just say that because Ryder always points out he’s a man when someone calls him your boyfriend?”

Shrugging, Tiffany bit her bottom lip. “I just thought it would be kind of like an honorarium of some sort.”

“You’re real funny in your own strange way. Now, come on. I’m dying to learn how to make homemade pizza.”

Climbing into the back of the SUV, Ace and Cork both swiveled their heads around at the same time to look at them. The women smothered a smile and quickly buckled their seat belts.

Rose asked nonchalantly, “You two are dropping us off, right?”

Cork answered immediately. “Negative. We are to stay with the two of you until Ryder comes home.”

Folding her arms over her chest, Rose pouted. “Why?”

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