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“I want to go home,” I replied, tucking my head under his chin.
“I know,” he nosed my ear. “But we need to stay here a little longer.”
“I heard Maria has sepsis,” I replied.
“Me too,” John shook his head. “Even with all the bad blood, I hope she makes it.”
Relief washed through me as the nurse came to us with the papers to sign, and we got back into John’s truck under the starry sky. I grasped the truck handle. “It’s over?”
“It’s over,” John replied before holding my face and kissing me warmly. “And now, we’re going home, for good.”
Epilogue
John
Three Months Later
I stepped into my foyer, happy for the blast of cool air, before hanging my hat on the hooks near the door. Beelining for the kitchen, I took a cool water bottle from the fridge and popped the cap off before guzzling half of it.
My eyes flickered up to where Rayna was, and I wondered what she might be doing. The day had been hard, and as exhausted as I was, a sense of relief washed over me, knowing the day had gone well.
We’d harvested another large order for Hunter’s business, and it was set to be sent off the next day with me, Rayna, Sam, and Harper joining him and Ava for Thanksgiving.
Taking the bottle with me, I headed up to the rooms above my office, where Rayna sometimes liked to stay. When I entered, she was at the window seat, with a newspaper in her hand, and splashed across the headline were the words, “Wild West Ranch closed.”
My lips pressed tight. Two months, three weeks, and six days ago, mayhem had descended on the town when news had gotten out that Brandon had not only used his lady to kill my calves but that he’d gotten Maria to scare Rayna, try to kill the rest of my herd away and even that he had blackmailed Rayna.
As predicted, West had lawyered up pretty quickly and had all but disappeared from local life, his rich daddy coming out on TV emphatically denying the accusations, but it hadn’t helped. When the police had raided the ranch, they’d found the same chemicals hidden in an underground cellar.
We’d turned in the tapes, witness statements, and even that screenshot Rayna had not told me about; the case had grown stronger.
To cap it off, when Maria had come out of critical care, she had folded like a napkin and told the cops all the things Brandon had asked her to do, but she had freely admitted that she had not gone to the hospital after breaking in the last time for fear of being caught.
“Hey, sweetheart,” I said while coming closer to kiss her cheek. “Any new news?”
“Just that West is closing his ranch,” she replied. “He is still staunchly refusing the charges, though.”
“As expected.” I shook my head, grimacing at the wet sweat cloaking my scalp. “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Ooh,” Rayna grinned. “Can I join you?”
“When have I ever said no to that, darlin’?” I grinned.
I headed to my room with Rayna hot on my trail before we slipped into the bathroom and began to shuck clothes left and right. Stepping into the large, glass-enclosed shower, I was more than grateful for the enormous space and got the water going as soon as Rayna stepped in.
I turned and stepped fully under one of the showerheads, pushing my hair back from my face, and felt relief when the cool water sluiced the sweat and dirt from my body. I smiled even more when Rayna ran a cloth over my back before her lips coasted over my nape.
“We’re having a quiet dinner tonight,” Rayna said. “The girls are having their sleepovers.”
“Ah, right,” I replied, turning around to pull her into a kiss.
We cleaned ourselves, touching each other gently, sharing kisses, and whispered endearment. I was rinsing the conditioner from my hair when I felt Rayna’s fingers coast over my lower belly and the tops of my hips before she grabbed my hands and walked backward to the bench, sitting.
She smoothed her hair from her face, winked, and ran her eyes down my body before settling on my jutting cock and licking her lips. As she sucked my length into her mouth, I tangled my fingers in her hair and gave myself up to her.
Rayna ran her tongue down the side before she sucked the head back into her mouth. With pressure on my shaft, her tongue danced along the veined length, dipping the tip into my slit and humming.
I groaned as Rayna pulled back slowly, sucking hard. When the head was still in her mouth, Rayna rubbed her tongue on the underside, and a breath punched itself out of my lungs. I watched her as she moved over me, ensuring she wasn’t going too fast or deep, but Rayna kept moaning.
