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I yelped as I stepped onto the sofa, feet sinking into the plush, white leather cushions before I leaped over the back.
By the time my feet collided with the floor, I was darting to the dinner table where this chase had commenced.
“You can’t catch me,” I crowed, ducking from side to side, a wide grin splitting my jaw.
Then he chuckled.
It was deep, rumbly, and had me stilling in place.
Umm, why was I running?
Before I could answer that very valid question, he rushed toward the left so I twisted right. Then, he chuckled again, sounding more lighthearted than I’d heard him even when he was teasing me, and there was only one destination that I had in mind.
Running toward the bedroom, I slipped behind the door, and once he followed me, I jumped on his back.
The chuckle morphed into outright laughter as he grabbed a hold of my legs while I curved my arms around his neck, careful not to hurt his bruised shoulder, and clung to him like a spider monkey.
“Icaughtyou,” was my smug retort. “Bet you didn’t expect that, did you?”
He snickered. “I didn’t. You’re full of surprises, huh?”
Mary Catherine wasn’t.
Mary Catherine was, to be honest, boring as fuck. Studious and obedient. The ‘goodest’ of good girls.
Ugh,
MaryCat, on the other hand, was out from under her father’s thumb.
So, I didn’t bother answering verbally. I just nuzzled my face into the side of his throat and gently pressed a kiss there. He had a bunch of ink on his neck, shapes that I couldn’t make out from this angle but ones I vowed to explore when I had time.
Father wouldn’t take this away from me, wouldn’t rob me of the man who was my first crush and my now husband.
I wouldn’t let him.
I wouldn’t.
The surge of rebelliousness whipped through my body like quicksilver and, perversely, it turned me on. I wasn’t an adrenaline junkie by any stretch of the imagination, but everything with Digger was different.
Turbo-charged.
His shaky breath as I nipped that sensitive patch between neck and shoulder only turned me on even more, making me grateful I’d convinced him to hold off on me taking Plan B until we were traveling.
I licked the area, smoothing my tongue over it before nibbling where I’d laved.
His fingers tightened around my calves. “Do you know what you’re starting, baby girl?”
The heat at my core shot up. “I do.” Then, I took the bull by the balls. “I’m wet, James.”
“You’re sore.”
“I’m not.”
“Don’t you ache?”
I rolled my eyes—the Lord save me from white knights. “Yeah, but it’s the kind of ache only you can get rid of.”
His chuckle made a reappearance. “More surprises.”
