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“It is,” he assured, capturing her with an arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer.
She returned to reading whatever was in the folder. “Love language!” she gasped, hitting him with a direct smile. “Have you ever heard of that?”
Maybe he had in medicinal language. Seeing her excitement, he decided to be dumb. “I don’t think I have, no.”
“Me either,” Lucas said, raising his hand with a huge grin.
“Because yourfather.” Beth said, implying a worn-out discussion.
“One would think educating a man before marriage would be wise,” Lucas sighed, shoving his hands in his overall pockets. “But…what does the slow swamp seventeen-year-old know?” He gave a shrug.
“And I have pleaded your case,” Beth said, pained for him. “I’msurehe’s near breaking but you need to give him a little time. It’s not every day your son falls in love with your daughter.” She shot up a hand. “I know you’re not technically related but, in his head, he can’t separate it.”
“Yet,” Lucas muttered with his Little Bishop cocky tone and wink.
“Love will find a way,” Tully said with exuberance, looking at Lesion. “Lee taught me that one.” She tip-toed and kissed his cheek, turning him into a blushing teenage boy. “He’s my hero. He saved my life and now he’s keeping me like a rare treasure. Right?” she asked, double checking with him.
“One thousand percent,” he assured, kissing her forehead.
“You’reallour treasure, Tully,” Beth said.
“I wish I could be,” Tully lamented, “But Lee said he won’t share.”
Lesion grinned at the laugh she brought them.
“And I don’t blame him,” Lucas said. “I won’t share my ray of sunshine either. If I ever get to have her.”
“You will!” Tully cried with a laugh. “Beth will make it happen!”
Lesion remembered those compelling gifts Ruckus had mentioned, stirring his curiosity. Judging by Beth’s eyeroll, she didn’t believe it for a second.
“I will do my best.”
“Use your hoodoo,” Lucas whispered loudly.
“There isnohoodoo or anything else,” she lamented with fanfare. “It’s called logic. It works on some but not on others.”
“Well, we have other couples in need of my love services,” Beth announced. “I’m trying to get these delivered before the meeting tonight.”
“Don’t you worry, darlin,” Lucas drawled.
“I know,” Beth cut in, laughing before turning to them. “Him and that Hurricane Hell we rode in on will see it done. Do pray for us,” she said, heading down the steps.
Lucas followed her with, “Why pray when you’re in the embrace of The God of a Thousand Thunders!” He performed He-Man theatrics as he left, getting Beth’s laugh and shove.
“Bye Tully and Lesion!” she called over her shoulder as Lucas tossed a blind wave above his head.
“Bye Beth and Lucas!” she called back with a happy wave then eyed him. In the span of a second, she went from innocent exuberance to sexy seductress, keeper of his wildest fantasies. “I hope I didn’t make you jealous.”
Mmmm. She hoped no such thing.
He led her inside and locked the door, every cell in his body loading up for what he planned to do. Play Tully’s sex games. She always wanted to play. Every day. Several times. He’d decided there was nothing in the swamp that needed his dissecting obsessions more than she did and with great eagerness indulged her every sexual wish, all while learning her inside and out.
He sat at the table, watching her pretend to be busy at the sink. She would wait for his direction, but he wasn’t going to give it today. His recent discoveries led him to a new tactic. How long before she got impatient and took matters into her own hands?
“You know,” she said, turning at the sink and holding her hands together. “There’s three hours and thirty-three minutes before your meeting tonight.” She grabbed her dress in her fists as her toes nervously fluttered. “But I’m sure you knew that. I was just saving you the trouble of thinking of other things besides me.”
A whole minute. He watched her, not answering while realizing his role as the hard-to-get-dominant would be a challenge when meeting her every need was his addiction.
