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“I—” she began again.

Still befuddled, only this time, she’d softened, relaxed against me, warmth filling her eyes. “Deep breaths, sweetheart,” I whispered. “Stop worrying about the cow and being late and wearing heels and a pearl necklace I want to fuck you in—”

Heat creeping into her blue eyes. “Wh-what?”

“Yeah, baby,” I said, turning her and tucking her into my side, leaning down to finish the sentiment in her ear. “Those heels are hot. But that necklace makes me want to fuck your mouth until I come down your throat.”

She gasped, nails digging into my side. “Joel.”

“Think about that and not the fucking cow, yeah?”

More nail digging—and for me, more dick twitching. But the hellion didn’t answer my question.

“Baby, yeah?”

Her cheeks went pink. “How am I supposed to think about thatandfocus on your family?”

I grinned at her chastising tone, leaned down, and kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re the badass mayor of River’s Bend, baby. I know you can multitask.”

Then I held her a little closer.

And I led her back inside.

Thirty-Six

Billie Rose

Despite the horrible start, it wasn’t going all that badly.

I was multitasking—focusing on Joel’s hand in mine, on the way his thigh was pressed to mine in a booth at Luna’s. A basket of garlic bread had been settled between us and normally I’d be diving right in there, throwing a few elbows to make sure I got my fair of the sourdough deliciousness.

But…multitasking.

As in, Joel’s hand on mine, his thigh pressed to mine, garlic in my nose, three sisters, two parents, curious waitstaff, and nosy as fuck townspeople focused on me.

Some of whom were probably waiting for me to lose it again.

Which wasn’t fair.

After Joel had led me back into the half-built house, his arm holding me close, he’d introduced me all around—to Kira, Avery, and Delilah. All of whom were sweet and nice and didn’t comment on my flustering about and being late and acting like an insane person. Neither did Janette nor Rob, Joel’s parents. Both of whom had shaken my hand and asked me about the cow.

A peace offering.

Something that had broken the tension and calmed me down.

Allowed me to multitask, as a girlfriend, not a mayor.

And tryingnotto think about being naked in heels and a pearl necklace, Joel shoving his cock between my lips, pressing it deep, making my eyes water as he gripped my curls and fucked me hard and fast. Until he lost control, pulling out, and fucked my pussy, doing it just as hard and fast and not stopping until both of us were in the throes of orgasms that—

“Garlic bread, Rosie?”

I inhaled, blinked, and my fantasy cut off so quickly it was almost whiplash.

But…Rosie.

I glanced up, saw that Kira had lifted the basket in my direction, offering me buttery, garlicky carbs.

Nice.

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