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“And you have too many clothes on. Let me help you.”
He backed off, shaking his head. “Everyone is ready.”
Yep. That was it. I hit my limit.
“I’m not going.”
“You have to.”
“No, I don’t.”
“I’ll make it worth your while.”
“Then get naked and fuck me. You haven’t touched me since I moved back in. I don’t know what kind of twisted game you’re playing, but I am done. Either you want me or you don’t.”
“Do you trust me?”
“You know I do.”
“Then get dressed and come have dinner with me.”
“I’m not hungry for food.”
“Tessa. Please.”
“You want me downstairs?”
“Yes.”
“And you will give me what I want?”
“Yes.”
Smiling, I quickly kissed his lips and said, “I’ll be downstairs in five minutes.”
Montana shook his head, got off the bed and left.
Watching him leave, I grinned wickedly as I got up and got dressed.
Like I promised, I left the bedroom a few minutes later. The sound of my new heels clicking away on the marble floor as I took my time descending the staircase. Rounding the bottom, Mrs. Alice stopped dead in her tracks upon seeing me.
“Uh…” she blushed. “I’ll feed York in his bedroom tonight.”
“Good idea,” I quietly said, as she hurried past before stopping to look back at me. “And Tessa, that’s daring.”
I winked as the woman skedaddled off to get my son.
Hearing everyone in the main dining room, I took my time, mustering up the courage for what I was about to do. He wanted to play fucking games with me. Well, I wasn’t no damn slouch. I could give as good as I got, and Mr. Montana Stone was about to learn that I played for keeps.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Montana
Sitting at the head of the table, I tried to control my anger. Tessa had been trying my patience all fucking day. First interrupting my meeting earlier, then dumping beer down my back and now refusing to leave the damn room.
I got it. She was fucking horny.
I was too damnit, but I wanted this night to be perfect for her. I wanted to show her how much she meant to me. From the moment I brought her home from the hospital, I gave her space to heal, think and come to terms with what she’d been through. Should have known Tessa was made of stronger stuff. By the end of the first week, she seemed to be back to her old self. By the end of the second, she was chomping at the bit to get the fuck out of the house.
