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“Trust me, he does not. This is a small town. It’s a lot of pressure. I get why she wanted to keep it secret until she knew where things stood with him. But you saw how much she cares about him at the hospital as well as I did. And today. I was pretty sure they loved each other. But after today, I’m completely sure of it. The way he takes care of her. The way he’s always touching her back or her arm. It’s so cute. Not to mention the way he defended her against his big, bad older brother. That almost made me swoon. And then the way she defended him to her big, bad, best friend. They’re in love.”
“You’re marrying the big bad here, baby. You’re supposed to be on my side. And I’m the only one who should be making you swoon.”
“I said almost. And I’m always on your side, Nugget. But your best interests are in getting on board with this. Because I don’t think Lily and Jameson are going anywhere. I think this is it for them. And you know I’m always right.”
“Do I know that?”
“Of course, you do. Now remember that begging you were going to do? I really do like it when you get on your knees, Nugget.”
“What the hell am I going to do with you, baby?”
“Marry me and love me forever?”
“Yeah, that sounds about right.”
“And you’re going to be nice to them. I’m inviting them for dinner at the farm as soon as Lily lets Jameson leave the house. It was so cute how protective she was of him today. They’re so freaking cute together. They’re coming for dinner as soon as possible, if I have anything to say about it. And this family is going back to normal. And you’re going to be nice to them and make sure they know you’re okay with this. Lily’s your best friend. And Jameson’s your brother. There’s nothing more important than family, Jackson.”
“What if I’m not okay with this?”
“You need to get okay with this, Nugget. We love them. They love each other. Love is all that matters. Now enough stalling. It’s time to get on your knees for me. Then I’ll let you boss me around and give me that spanking.”
chapter forty-five
lily
“Are you sure you’re feeling up to this? I can text Selena and tell her we can’t come. We’ve got a lot going on. Your arm is still healing. Things are getting crazy with the shop…”
“It’s a broken arm. I’m not dying. And Selena really wants us to come over for dinner. So, we’re going, babe.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes, as much as I love being holed up with you here, all the food Selena brought over is gone and I’m getting tired of eating takeout and mac and cheese from a box. So, unless you’re going to let me cook tonight, we’re going to the farm to eat whatever Selena’s cooking.”
“I’ve got your painkillers in case you need them. And a sling, just in case your arm gets tired. Am I forgetting anything?”
“You’re going to be a great mom, Lemon.”
I wince. “Sorry.”
“What the hell are you apologizing to me for?”
“For coming on too strong and mothering you. And now the last thing you’re going to want to do is have sex with me.”
“I always want to have sex with you, babe. I just meant that you’re good at this. You’re good at taking care of people. And one day you’re going to be a really great mom. I hope it’s to my kids.”
My ovaries grow three sizes at that exact moment. I’m practically panting. “It should be illegal to say the things that you say to me, kid.”
Jameson grins down at me. “Let’s get going, babe. Or else you’re going to end up back inside and flat on your ass on the bed with me between your thighs showing you just how much I always want to fuck you. And we’re going to miss dinner because it will not be quick. I need to keep practicing for all those babies I’m going to give you one day.”
I swallow at his words. This man can make me feral for him in seconds. If I don’t change the topic, the next words out of my mouth are going to be me begging him to fuck me.
“I should really learn how to cook,” I blurt out.
“You don’t need to learn how to cook. That’s why you have me. You just actually have to let me cook for us. I’m sure I can throw something together with one hand that isn’t mac and cheese from a box or ramen noodles.”
“Well, you can’t chop anything with one hand. How about tomorrow night we cook together? You can supervise, and I’ll do everything that takes two hands.”
“You asking me to boss you around in the kitchen?”
