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I hooked my foot around Wes’s and lowered my hand from the table to squeeze his thigh, wanting more connection. He put his hand under the table, lacing his fingers with mine.
We were choosing to share this truth so we could be together completely. To our friends for now, sure, but eventually to our family and everyone else in town.
Then we’d be free to live our lives as we wanted—ashusbands—and to hell with what anyone else thought.
Because Wes would be there. He’d have my back.
Always.
* * *
WES
“Gotta love payday.”
Beckett sat in Dad’s office chair, eyes fixed on the computer screen, as he printed off checks.
“You wouldn’t love it if you were the one managing payroll,” he grumbled.
“But you’re so good at it.” I circled around behind him and squeezed his shoulders. Leaning lower, I murmured into his ear, “Dad won’t own the company forever. Soon, this will be your permanent gig, so you’re not allowed to hate it.”
“It’ll be your company, you mean.”
“Ourcompany,” I corrected.
“He’s giving it to you.” I could feel his shoulders tense under my hands. “Assuming, he doesn’t get so pissed at us he takes back the offer. Wes, are you sure—”
“Yes,” I cut in firmly. “We’ve been over this. It’s worth the risk.”
I massaged Beck’s shoulders, digging my thumb into a knot that made him sigh and slump back against me. “I’m sorry. I just hate the thought of being the reason you might lose what you’ve worked so hard for.”
“We’ve both worked for it,” I reminded him. “And Dad will see that.”
I knew Beckett was unsure of that, and hell, sometimes in the middle of the night, I was a little less sure too. Dad felt very strongly about family, and in his mind, Beckett and I were brothers, not lovers. But Ihadto believe he’d do the right thing. And if he didn’t…well, Beckett was my first priority. Now and always.
The door opened and Logan came in. He was grinning and rubbing his hands together. “Show me the money!”
I chuckled, straightening up but keeping my hands on Beckett’s shoulders. Not because he still needed reassurance, but because I needed the contact. Person by person, our secrets were coming out, and the more people who knew, the harder it was for me to continue the pretense. I wanted to touch Beckett. Hold him. Kiss him. Acting like we were nothing more than stepbrothers—even stepbros who’d always pushed boundaries—wasn’t enough. There was an itch under my skin that had me reaching out to brush a hand across his back, to lean a shoulder into him, to graze a finger down his arm, relishing it when he shivered in response.
We had the house to ourselves now that Andi had returned to Colt. We could have all the sex we wanted. And still, it wasn’t enough.
I wanted to claim Beckett as mine to the whole town.
Beckett leaned forward, out of my grasp, to pluck the check off the printer and hand it to Logan. “Sorry for the delay. I should have had this ready Friday.”
“No worries. It’s your first time,” Logan said easily.
Colt came in as he left, his gaze darting around the small office. “Just here for my check.”
“Yep, I’ve got it,” Beckett said, sorting through the stack of checks he’d been printing. “Sorry you had to wait till today.”
“That’s okay. I mean, I’m a little late on one of my bills.” Colt scratched at his neck. “But, uh, I know your dad is gone, so…”
“Yeah, I’m pulling double duty,” Beckett said. “But you could have said something. If it was gonna be a problem, I’d have come in over the weekend.”
And interrupted our orgasm-paloooza? I was sure as fuck glad that hadn’t happened.
Colt took the check from Beck’s hand, his eyes fixed on the paper. “It’s okay. I’m sure you were busy.”
