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Then he’s looking at me. Those burnt-honey eyes are locked on my own, making my entire body catch fire. His stare burns through me, and there’s no water in sight. His jaw flexes, and that hand that was on top of my own lifts to push a stray piece of hair from my temple. He tucks it behind my ear and then lingers. The rough calluses on his palms rub against my cheek, making goose bumps break out on my arms.

“Poppy,” he murmurs, that gravelly voice going straight to my center.

He leans forward, and I lose all ability to breathe. He’s going to kiss me. His thumb runs along the line of my bottom lip and then drags it down, making my lips part. My tongue darts out and touches the tip of his thumb. A deep rumble comes from his chest, and then he’s pushing it between my lips and into my mouth.

Like the greedy little whore I clearly am, I close my lips and circle it with my tongue before sucking it deeper. His eyes are hooked on my mouth, and that deep growl comes out of his chest again. When he looks up, he catches me staring.

“You good with that mouth, Poppy?”

I nod as he presses down on my tongue and moves his thumb farther back into my mouth.

“I knew you would be.”

I’m so incredibly wet that I’m a little concerned there may be a damn wet spot on my jeans. My pussy clenches, and my clit thrums with the need to be touched or licked orsomething. Christ, the way he’s looking at me. He wants to eat me up like a damn ice cream cone.

“Y’all almost done?” Hayes shouts up the stairs.

I jump, and Rhett rips his thumb from my mouth with an embarrassingpop. He stands up off the bed like I’ve burned him, and the apron falls to the floor.

He swears under his breath and picks it up, only to toss it down on the table next to us. I just sit there, stunned at what I let happen…stunned at how badly I wanted him to keep going.

“I’m sorry, Poppy. That shouldn’t have happened.”

And then he walks out, leaving me sitting on the bed a little hurt, a lot confused, and extremely turned on.

The entirety of dinner,I’m hard as hell and feeling like an ass. I keep trying to subtly adjust myself, but Hayes is onto me, having seen my state as I ran down the stairs to escape Poppy.

“I interrupt somethin’?” he asked with his stupid signature Hayes smirk. I almost punched him.

But now that dinner is over and my kids have run off with Pops to catch lightning bugs, my brothers are ready to go to the bar. Most weekends, I join them, just to make myself get off this ranch once a week. Tonight…I do not plan to go.

“Y’all have fun,” I say quietly, hoping they won’t see me trying to slink out the back door to join my kids.

“No way, big brother.” Wells grabs me by the shoulders and steers me around, pushing me toward the front. “You can’t miss Poppy’s first night on the town.”

“The hell I can’t,” I tell him. I avoided her throughout the entire meal. Ever since I shoved my thumb between those full lips, I haven’t looked at her once. And I plan to keep it that way.

Mainly because I’m a coward. Partly because I’m still angry as hell at her for just existing.

Wells gives me one last shove, and I give in, defeated. Because honestly, the thought of not knowin’ who she’s talkin’ to all night makes me want to punch a goddamn wall.

“You ever been line dancing?” Hayes asks her as we pile into his truck.

She immediately goes to the back, and I try to grab the front so I’m not stuck back there with her, in her space, my nose filled with her scent. But Wells knows what the fuck he’s doing and runs in front of me to grab it first.

“You little shit,” I growl under my breath. “I will get you back for this.”

He just snickers and jumps in the truck.

“I haven’t,” she says as I climb in the back with her, a hint of nervousness in her voice. “Is that all anyone does here?”

“Nah,” Wells says over his shoulder. “There’s people dancing all sorts. But we’ll teach you any line dancing they do if you’re interested. Or Rhett will. Right?”

I grunt when he smirks at me.

“Maybe I’ll choose a more enthusiastic partner.”

That makes Hayes laugh.

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