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His eyes heated, narrowed and I wasn’t sure if he was angry at what I said or turned on.
“I only want you. Just like you didn’t want the house from me. I get it now. You wanted me, didn’t you?”
I nodded.
“You have me, Mallory. If you’ll take me.”
“Don’t you want to know how I feel about you?” I asked.
He studied my face, then frowned. “I do. I really do. I think I was just hoping for scraps of affection from you because that’s what I expect.”
I shook my head, cupped his jaw. “No. No, you should have more than scraps. You should have a woman’s whole heart because you’re deserving of it.”
He set his hand on top of mine. “We have fucked up parents.”
I nodded. “We leave them behind. We move forward. Together, because I think I love you too, Theo.”
He pulled me in and kissed me then. And kissed me. And kissed me some more. There was tongue involved and roaming hands. And more kissing.
“No prostitution for you,” he said finally. “I like you sweet and slutty. You can be my little whore anytime you want. I don’t share.”
Oh my. Theo, my dirty talker.
“Except with Mr. VanMeyer and the Hunter Valley Police Department,” I reminded.
He groaned. “We’re moving into the little house I bought you that you gave me. It’s our house now and we’re sharing it together. No Mr. VanMeyer, no police. Just you, me and–”
“Sexo’clock.”
Epilogue
SILAS
What wasit with the women in Hunter Valley, Montana? Why were they all so gorgeous? I didn’t dare think how pretty either of the Beckett sisters was. Mav and Dex would kill me and my body would be added to the latest concrete pour at the James Inn site. Mallory was also hot as fuck, but she was Theo’s now. Besides, she was too fucking perky for me. And she worked with six-year-olds; I couldn’t handle the possibility of glitter in my life.
There was one woman though. Really, only one who filled my thoughts and made my dick hard.
Her.
The one who I was tugging into the office at the bar.
“Tell me what you like,” I said, shutting the door behind us and taking in every inch of her perfect body in the sexy dress. It wasn’t overly revealing, which to me seemed sexier than too much skin.
Tanned and toned, I wanted to kiss, lick and discover every silky, scented inch of her body.
“Orgasms,” she replied, glancing at the front of my jeans and the way my dick was thick and long and barely contained behind the zipper and button.
I smiled, loving a woman who knew what she wanted. “That’s a given. What else?”
“A quickie.” She looked to the door, indicating while it was closed, it could open at any time—we didn’t have all night. “I need it. This.”
Her breathing was ragged and a flush spread up her cheeks.
She did. And fuck, did I also.
“Another given.”
“I… I want you in charge,” she admitted. “I don’t want to think for once.”
I stepped close, ran a knuckle down her soft cheek. Her eyes flared. Yeah, she was right here with me.
“Mmm, sweetness, I love to be in charge.”
I stepped back, tipped my chin up as my hands went to my jeans to let my dick out to play. “Lift the dress. Show me how wet your panties are.”
She licked her lips, then did as ordered.
“Good girl. Time for a hard, quick fuck. You’ll come for me, three times and I promise you won’t remember your name after.”
I was the boss. Always. And people did what I said. She’d come and when we were done, I’d make sure the only name she could think of was mine.
