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“Would have a happy ending,” I continue. “It doesn’t mean I’m not ready. I am. For everything. For us.”
We hold each other’s gaze, sharing in the moment, and then we turn to our food.
“Make sure to clean that plate,” he tells me after a mouthful of steak. “I want you good and strong for our children.”
I squeeze my legs together under the table. It’s like my core is sending urgent impulses to my sex, turning my panties into a sensitivity-producing device, tickling, teasing.
“You know what I am,” I murmur. “A virgin.”
He tilts his head as if finding my change of conversation abrupt. Then his eyes register it. “Do you really think your young, beautifully curvy, and fertile body is going to stop you from giving everything you have to me? When the time comes, you’ll be ready.”
He laughs shakingly.
“What’s funny?” I ask.
“Not funny. Just trying to relieve the tension.” He eyes me with more hunger than he’d ever aim at a steak. “All this talk of the future has me thinking about how we’ll get there.”
We should tell Adam first, right?
I try to force the words, but they die on my tongue.
I can’t knowingly shatter this moment, and that’s what I’d be doing if I gave voice to any doubts. Plus, the pulsing in my womb won’t let me. The aching in my sex tells me to dive at him, to grind against him, to sit down on his huge cock until I feel him buried right up inside of me, all the way, and I can take it, every last inch.
“Let’s eat,” he snarls, “and then it’ll be time for dessert.”
A shaky smile touches my lips.
He silently agrees to ignore the Adam issue for now. Soon, we’ll have to return to the city with the knowledge of what we share. We’ll have to tell Adam at some point. It’s not like we can have a family in secret, a whole life together without my big brother knowing.
“I can’t believe he hit you,” I murmur after a minute.
Bryson nods, sighing darkly. “Neither can I, but lately, he’s been acting weird… and not just because of Eva’s passing. He told me he regretted sending me away, and he’s been leaving us together, despite knowing how badly I want you. I made that clear when we had our talk. I wanted to date you with the eventual goal of making you my wife.”
I gasp, and Bryson smirks.
“Don’t look so shocked. I’d be a madman not to put a ring on your finger, to let the world know whom you belong to.”
“But youarea madman,” I tease. “Just like I’m a madwoman.”
He grins. “We’ll be crazy together, then.”
“Do you think he knows? Or suspects?” I ask.
“Maybe,” he says. “Or maybe it’s wishful thinking on my part. Maybe I hope he does, so it makes all this okay.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
Bryson
My hand rests on her leg as I drive from the small town on the outskirts of the city. She makes a gentle moaning noise as I slide it up her thigh toward her sex. I didn’t plan on this, but it’s like her body is hotter and more attractive with everything we’ve shared.
“You make the sexiest noises,” I growl when my hand is so close to her sex I can feel the warmth, the wetness, and the desire to bring into reality everything we’ve discussed.
“Do I?” she moans.
“Yeah. Just like that.”
“Bryson…”
