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Another time, I would have laughed, but I was too worried about my woman. The gravel road at the entrance to the ranch came into view. “Gotta go.”
“Let me know if you need anything else.”
“Hooyah,” I replied.
I drove down the road a little faster than normal, leaving a cloud of dust and rocks in my wake. But I slowed near the door so the truck didn’t slide dangerously and risk injuring myself.
Opening my door, I called out for Piper as I climbed down from the extended cab. Then I jogged to the wraparound porch and up the steps. The handle twisted easily, and I growled at the fact that it had been unlocked, which meant the security system wasn’t engaged.
“Piper!” I shouted as I stalked into the house. It had an open floor plan, so I immediately spotted her sitting at the kitchen table with my dad.
Piper whipped around at the sound of my voice and almost knocked over her chair when she jumped up and ran to me. She threw herself into my arms, and I held her tightly, assuring myself she was really there.
“I’m so glad you’re back,” she whispered and hugged me a little harder.
“Me too, baby.” I slipped a hand into her hair and pulled her head back to take her mouth in a deep, desperate kiss.
The sound of a throat clearing broke the spell wrapped around us. Piper jumped, but I held her still, taking my time to finish the kiss. I finally lifted my head and stared down into her beautiful face. The sight of her swollen lips and her flushed skin with the slightly darker color on her cheeks had my dick standing at attention.
The conversation with Merrick had kept me from hardening at the thought of Piper as I normally would have. But now that she was in my arms, it was impossible to keep my cock from reacting.
“If you’re done mauling that sweet girl,” I heard my mother pipe up, “come and have dinner with us.”
“Piper and I have more important things to do than eat dinner,” I growled, annoyed that we weren't already alone so I could rip her clothes off and bury myself inside her hot pussy.
Piper smacked my shoulder and tried to turn around in my arms, giving me a death glare until I reluctantly loosened my hold enough for her to move. “Don’t be rude,” she hissed. “Your mom and dad have been amazing to me, and I don’t want to hurt her feelings after she went through the trouble of making us dinner.”
I chuckled, some of my worries ebbing from having her close and seeing her fire. “Trust me, baby, they understand.”
“We’ll just be going,” my dad announced.
“See?” I winked smugly at Piper.
“Can I at least say hello to my son?” my mom protested.
“Be quick about it, doll,” my dad responded, then he leaned in and said something that had her blushing. I kept an arm around Piper as I walked to meet my mom in the middle of the room.
I gave her a one-armed hug, but before I could straighten up, she grabbed the shell of my ear. “Ouch! Son of a bitch. What the hell, Mom?”
“Watch your language,” my dad growled, and I immediately felt contrite. My dad worshipped my mom and didn’t put up with anyone’s shit when it came to her. I couldn't fault him since I knew I would be the same way with Piper.
“Sorry,” I grumbled. “Think you could let go now?”
My mom ignored my request and went up on her tiptoes so our faces were close together. “I love her. She’s a keeper. So you better get that ring on her finger right away.”
“That’s the plan,” I grunted, wincing when I tried to nod and remembered the painful hold she had on my ear.
She released me and smiled lovingly. “Excellent. Welcome home, sweetheart.” Then she turned to Piper, who looked a little overwhelmed. “Welcome to the family.” She kissed Piper’s cheek, then swiftly made her way to the back door, where my father escorted her out.
I glanced down at Piper, taking in her dazed expression. We’d talked about this before I left, so I was surprised at her reaction. But I mentally shrugged. It would all soak in eventually, but we had more important things to discuss at the moment. And then I needed to be inside her before I lost my fucking mind.
“We need to talk.” I guided her over to the couch and sat. Then I pulled her onto my lap and delved a hand into her soft hair, cupping her neck to keep her eyes on me. “First, I don’t want to come home to an unlocked door ever again, is that clear?”
“Your dad—” she began, but I gently squeezed her neck, and she closed her mouth.
“I need to know you are as safe as possible whenever I can’t be with you.”
She searched my face for a minute and seemed to find what she was looking for because her expression softened before she nodded.
