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I shrugged. “That’s not particularly a bad thing. I’m sure it takes a small army to control six men.”

He barked out a laugh. “You wouldn’t believe. I love her, Cecily, and Athena to pieces, but I know the six of us plus the kids can give them hell.” That was the second time I’d heard of Cecily and Athena, and I was growing curious. It must have shown on my face because he said, “Oh—Cecily is Adler, our president’s, wife, and Athena is Seb, our vice president’s, wife. They each have a kid, and Elliot and Harbor have a kid, too. Seems to be a thing now. Everyone’s falling in love and getting married and popping out babies.”

I snickered. “I like kids, but I have no interest in having any of my own.” They were a bit too much to handle. I adored them so long as I could give them back to their parents once I’d had enough.

“Same,” Beau told me. “I love my niece and nephews, but it’s nice to pass them off to someone else.”

I winked at him. “At least we’re compatible there.”

He leaned forward, his biceps flexing as he leaned his elbows on his knees. His eyebrow arched, curving perfectly on his forehead. “Goldie, I’m hoping we’re compatible everywhere. Not going to lie, I’m a bit obsessed with you.”

My cheeks turned red. “That’s bold.”

He grinned at me, and my heart skipped a beat in my chest. It was adorably lopsided—one side tilting up more than the other. “I’d rather be bold than leave you second-guessing.” He nodded at my salad. “Finish eating. I’m going to jump on the treadmill for a little while. I’ll help you clean up later if you need it.”

“You don’t—” I started, but of course, Beau cut me off, not wanting to hear a word of my argument.

He waved me off. “I want to help, goldie, so let me.”

With that, he walked out of my office. A dreamy little sigh spilled from my lips.

This man was going to wreck me, but I had a feeling it was going to be a beautiful kind of disaster, and I would never want to be repaired.

five

Beau

“What do you feel like watching?”Mikayla asked as she settled onto the floor next to me. We were at her place with fast-food burgers and fries spread out on the coffee table in front of us. She was holding the TV remote in her hand, scrolling through the numerous subscription service streaming channels she had downloaded. We had the couch behind us, but she informed me she was sometimes a messy eater and her shirts tended to wear her food, so she wanted to sit on the floor.

She was so fucking adorable. I couldn’t get enough of it.

“Something mindless,” I told her with a shrug.

She clicked onBob’s Burgersand rested her back against the couch before grabbing her fries. I scooted back to sit next to her, our shoulders brushing. With my burger box cradled in one hand, I held my sandwich with my other, my eyes focusing on the TV screen even though I was barely seeing any of it.

It was nearly impossible to focus on anything that wasn’t Mikayla. The heat emanating from her body. How fucking good she smelled even though she’d told me she’d taught two classes today. Everything about her was dangerously addictive.

It was quiet between us for a little while, giving me the opportunity to get lost in my thoughts, which were consumed by the beautiful blonde next to me. She laughed at some parts of the show, even mimicked others. It was obviousBob’s Burgerswas one of her favorite shows, and it made me like her even more. A woman who liked a little bit of crude comedy? Fuck yes.

“Any other shows you like besides this one?” I asked her.

“Hm?” She looked over at me, her cheeks coloring the prettiest shade of pink when she realized she’d completely focused on the show. “Sorry—was I doing that thing where I talk with them?” When I chuckled and nodded, her cheeks turned an even darker color. “I’ve seen every episode of this show more times than I can count,” she confessed. “But to answer your question, yes. I loveFamily Guy,American Dad,Futurama…” Her voice trailed off. “I probably sound like such a weirdo right now.”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Are you fucking kidding me? I think I might be in love with you.” I said it jokingly, but internally, I freaked the fuck out. Had I, Beau Justice, really let some shit like that slip out of my mouth when I wasn’t even looking for anything serious? I’d obviously lost my mind, even if this woman basically had me by the balls, and we’d barely done anything more than kiss. I just… hadn’t been dwelling on it.

A blush stained her cheeks, and she ducked her head the tiniest bit, a smile pulling at her lips. Too late to take what I said back though. Doing so would make her sad, and something carnal struggled to rise to the surface at the thought of her being sad again.

I set my food aside and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, tugging her against my side. She looked up at me, tilting her chin up, and I swooped in, taking the opportunity to claim her mouth with mine.

She turned her body more so her breasts were pressed against my side. A groan crawled up my throat. Her body was so soft. So enticing. I couldn’t fucking get enough of it. Of her.

“Fuck, woman,” I rasped, pulling her closer. She moaned into my mouth, her lips parting. I dipped my tongue inside, licking at the softness of her mouth, learning and memorizing every bit of it before I pulled back. She was panting, her fingers curled into my cut as I worked my way along her jaw.

“Fuuck,” she groaned as I gently sank my teeth into the skin right beneath her ear. She rubbed against me, pressing her body closer to mine. “Beau…” Her voice trailed off, but I heard the plea in it. The beg for more. The wish for me to never stop.

“Bedroom,” I growled. I wasnotfucking her for the first time on this damn floor when there was a perfectly good bed not too far away.

She stood to her feet, and I quickly followed her up. Once her smaller fingers were wrapped around my larger hand, she tugged, leading me to her bedroom, which was through a door to the right. The room was done in black and dark purple, which surprised me a little considering she seemed to have such a bright personality. A pile of clothes sat in a chair in the corner near her open closet, and two of her dresser drawers were open.

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