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“Well, you said that, yes, but I figured…” She left it hanging, and he smirked at her.
He knew that tone. She was thinking she could use that cute little look and get her way. Or get him to give into her, but it wasn’t going to work.
Mostly because he was having too much fun.
“James,” she whined again.
“You know you are too cute when you do that.” She huffed and sat back.
“If you pout like that a little more, you may just get something else.” She knew what her pouting did to him. Her lips stuck out, just waiting for him to bite. Hell, she did it on purpose all the time.
She got off on the fact that what he really liked was when she wrapped those lips around his cock.
He had to stifle a groan just thinking about it, and looking over at her now flushed cheeks, it was a good fucking bet that she was thinking the same thing.
“Mind out of the gutter, sweetheart.”
“You’re the one that put me there.”
Couldn’t argue with that.
He pulled into the campground where he had rented a cabin for them to celebrate their one-year anniversary and chuckled as she practically jumped up and down in her seat by the time he stopped.
“Hold your butt.”
“I want to know!” she screeched.
“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered, then got out and went around the front of the truck, opening the door and helping her out.
“Watch your step.” He couldn’t explain the feeling that filled him when she reached for his hand and blindly trusted him to help her get down.
A simple thing.
But also, something that was very heaving in its meaning.
He loved that about her.
He loved everything about her.
“Okay, sweetheart,” he whispered as he stepped behind her, wrapping one of his arms around her waist and pulling her body into his, her sweet curves fitting to him like she was made to. Then, with his other hand, he reached up and lifted the cloth off of her face.
“What is this?” she whispered.
“I rented it for us. Things have been so crazy with Mac opening his shop and your Pop needing your help and me being gone a lot, so I wanted us to have this time just us.”
“Just us,” she whispered, her voice shaking.
“Yes, sweetheart. Just us. Just us and three days of remembering just how much I love you.”
She turned then, her face tipping back, her hands clenching in his shirt as her blue eyes that were glistening with unshed tears shot straight through him.
It didn’t matter if she was going to say something. He was helpless but to kiss her.
“Inside,” he growled as her hands fisted in his shirt and she leaned into him. She moaned but didn’t make any move to actually go inside, so he took matters into his own hands by fisting her jacket at the back of her waist and forcing her to move.
“Inside,” he growled out again and fuck him if she didn’t moan once more to match it.
He barely had the door closed when one of her hands slipped into his pants, and the other fisted the collar of his shirt, trying to pull him down. Then she was meeting him halfway on her tiptoes, sticking her tongue out to lick at his bottom lip.
