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If I’m being honest with myself, I’m also a little worried he may change his mind again. He’s done nothing since the moment he confessed his love for me but show me that love. He sends me messages, sneaks kisses, and cops a feel whenever he can. Even if it’s just his hand on the small of my back to peer into an Olive Garden bag.
I still have this lingering worry, though. I know it’s something I need to get past, and I’m working on it.
“Olive Garden,” I finally answer. I turn to look at him over my shoulder and he kisses me. It’s just a peck but I still freeze.
“She went to get the guys, baby girl. It’s all good.”
“You’re taking a big risk, mister.” I step forward, putting some distance between us.
“I’d risk it all for you, Em.”
When he says things like that, it’s really hard to even pretend to be upset with him. “Are you trying to make me melt here on the shop floor?” I ask. It’s something I’ve been teasing him about the last two weeks. His words, they’re sweet and loving, and they make me feel like I’m melting. Swoon city with this man.
“Is your pussy wet for me?” he asks.
“Please tell me you brought extra breadsticks?” Lachlan asks. He doesn’t stop walking until he reaches me. He slings an arm around my shoulders and hugs me, kissing the top of my head. “Thanks for this, Em. How much do we owe you?”
“You’re welcome. You don’t owe me a thing. This is my thank-you for helping us move.”
“That’s what family’s for,” Maddox says, joining us. He kisses my cheek and grabs one of the bags.
“You all better hurry. We might eat it all.”
“There are six orders of breadsticks,” I tell Lachlan. “You each get your own order. No more.” I point at him as if he’s being scolded.
Lachlan grins. “Yes, dear.” He winks and grabs the other bag before disappearing down the hall to the break room.
“Forrest and Legend are finishing up,” Lyra tells me.
“Great. You go eat. I’ll cover until their clients leave,” I tell her.
“Oh, that’s okay. You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to. Go, and make sure you take one of those orders of breadsticks for us to split. Guard them with your life,” I say, making her laugh. It’s funny until you’re looking forward to a breadstick to realize the vultures ate them all.
Roman snakes an arm around my waist and pulls me into him. He kisses me soundly before resting his forehead against mine. “Do you have any idea how incredibly difficult it is for me to watch them hugging you and kissing you when you’re mine?”
“It’s brotherly.”
He nods. “I know, baby girl, but they need to know you’re mine.”
“They’re not going to stop,” I tell him.
“Yeah, if anything they’ll do it more to get under my skin, but at least they’ll know they don’t have a shot in hell with you.”
“They don’t want a shot,” I remind him.
“I want you.” He pulls me close, and his hard cock presses against my belly.
“Down boy,” I tease. “You need to handle that.”
“My office. I only need five minutes.”
“Stop.” I laugh, pushing him away. “Really. Get that under control.” I point to his cock.
“You did this.”
“Me? I didn’t do anything.”
