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Shelley nods. “I wasn’t expecting Wren to have blueprints and a contractor lined up, but it will look good.”
“Wren and Lena were drinking wine all night, designing the space.” Aric rolls his eyes. “I think they’re excited to have some child-free time.”
“Six kids will be a lot,” Shelley says tentatively, her body taut like a bowstring under my arm. I move my arm, stroking the back of her neck as I sip my whiskey. She relaxes a little under my touch, making me feel smug.
“Cockerel’s kid won’t be there for a few months. And his mom will want to babysit a few days a week. That should give you some breathing room. And my mom will still want a few days a week with Ethan, Lil, and Jack.”
Shelley relaxes further at his assurances. Aric shrugs at her, shooting back his drink.
“We’ll need to vet anyone you hire, but we’ll pay them well if they're fine.”
Holton turns to Aric, asking some questions about the contractors, and Shelley sags into me, all attention off her. I shoot my drink, take our glasses, and leave them on the bar. Nodding to Aric and Holton, I steer Shelley through the bar and into the crisp winter air.
She shivers, so I wrap my arms around her from behind, slowly walking her around the side of the clubhouse. My eyes dart along the wall until I find the exact spot I want. Shelley says nothing, letting me guide her until I spin her around, pressing her against the wall and covering her body with mine. I’ll have her warm in no time.
As I lift her, Shelley wraps her legs around my waist and giggles.
“This is where you first fucked me.”
I grin down at her, brushing my lips over hers. “Sure is, kid.”
“You’re such a romantic.”
She is totally teasing me, but I don’t give a fuck. Stroking her hair out of her face, I kiss her again.
“Only for you. And only because you’re mine.”
Seriously, I wouldn’t try to be romantic for anyone else.
“So, when you say I’m yours….” Shelley trails off, her eyebrows raised. I glare down at her. I thought it was obvious by now. She’s wearing my fucking name.
Before getting too annoyed, I remember she’s new to all this club stuff.
“Means you’re my old lady,” I grunt, feeling more emotional than I thought I would at this moment. Shelley nods, fingers stroking my cheek as her eyes bore into mine.
“I thought that might be the case,” she murmurs. “Wren and Lisa explained all that stuff to me.”
Thank fuck for that. Lowering my head, I slide my lips along her slender throat, swirling my tongue as I go, teasing her.
“So, if I’m your old lady, does that mean I get to tell you I love you?”
I freeze, my heart thumping in my chest as Shelley’s breathy words bounce around in my brain. My mouth is still on her neck, no longer moving, and I don’t think we are breathing.
I finally find my voice, hope coloring my tone. “Only if it’s true.”
Shelley sighs, her chin bumping the top of my head as she nods.
“Then you should know…I love you, Daniel.”
Holy fucking hell. Lifting my head, our gazes lock, my eyes blazing with need. I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside her. But first, I need to say something. Using my hips to pin her against the wall, both my hands cup her jaw, sliding back into her hair, tipping her head back so I can look her dead in the eye.
“I love you too, kid,” I groan. My mouth crashes down on hers, my tongue sliding between her parted lips. I feast on her mouth, hungrily tasting her as one of my hands moves down to free my dick. Shoving her panties aside, I thrust into her with one smooth, hard motion.
I brace myself against the wall with my hand, the other gripping under her thigh, pounding hard into her. Fucking hell. This moment is so damn perfect.She’sgoddamn perfect. I’m so glad I brought her out here to hear that.
I’m never going to be able to look at this spot the same again. It might be a random patch of wall near a forest, but it’s the most beautiful spot of dirt in existence.
Chapter 22
