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“I’m being serious. A name like that means a man should deliver and you’ve not broken my headboard once. I’m starting to feel gypped, honey.”
“You’re always busting balls, woman.”
“I’m just trying to keep you on your toes, so you don’t get bored with me.”
“Oh, baby, Trust me, that’s never going to happen.”
“How can I be sure?”
“Climb up on my lap and hold on to your headboard as you fuck me and let’s see if I can prove it,” he purrs.
I do exactly as he says, letting the sheet fall to reveal my nakedness. I straddle him and then go up on my knees, holding onto the headboard behind him as he sits up. When he holds the base of his cock and watches me as I slide down on him, our eyes lock on one another and the love between us becomes a physical presence.
“Nothing better,” he says once he’s seated completely inside of me. When his mouth takes mine, I moan, because I’m in complete agreement.
There’s nothing better in the world than belonging to Ryder Monroe. I always have, it’s just that now, he belongs to me, too.
Epilogue
RYDER
One Year Later
“Is everything okay?” Tillie asks,
“Not really, Buttons,” I breathe, settling back in our bed and taking her in my arms. Her body is tense. I hate that. I kiss her forehead and give her a squeeze. “Stop worrying. It will be okay.”
“It will if you tell me why you’re so upset,” she demands, turning so that she’s leaning on her elbow and looking down at me.
“That was Tucker.”
“Oh no. Is something wrong with Sawyer?”
Sawyer is Tucker’s little boy. I say Tucker’s because Emily might be his mother, but other than using him to make Tucker pay exorbitant amounts of money every month, she barely pays the child any attention. Tucker keeps him every weekend and lately that has been extended a few days through the week. Emily supposedly has a job waitressing, and the hours are always fluctuating.
“He’s good. He’s also with Tucker. Emily dropped him off two days ago and has disappeared. No one has seen or heard from her since.”
“Crap,” she mutters. “I’m thinking that whole hoping Emily had changed has just breathed its last big hope.”
“I think so baby.”
“Well, shit.”
“Yeah,” I murmur, my lips twitching.
“So, what’s next?”
“Tucker is going to file for sole custody,” I explain. “In the meantime, he’s trying to find a live-in sitter because between working at the store and the ranch, he’s killed and Sawyer hasn’t figured out his nights and his days.”
“Tell him to ask Becky.”
“Becky?”
“Becky Vance. She was a year behind me in school. Pretty blonde with blue eyes.”
“Doesn’t ring any bells. Actually, I don’t remember any Vance’s in Pine Ridge.”
“That’s because there’s not. Becky came to town and lives with her aunt Brenda who manages the diner.”
