Page 81 of Beau's Beloved


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“Not what. Who.”

I looked over her shoulder a second time at a woman standing several feet behind Cena and her son. “Do you recognize her?”

“No. But there’s something about her…” She shook her head and returned my mobile.

“What do you say we dive into these tomorrow?” I motioned to the letters. “Unless you’d prefer to do it on your own.”

“I’d rather we do it together unless it sounds horribly boring to you.”

I held up one of the envelopes. “Are you joking? Solving the great mystery of why a woman seventy-five years your senior, living on the opposite side of the country, left you a veritable fortune? The amateur sleuth in me can’t wait to dive in.”

Sam both smiled and giggled, warming my heart.

“Have you, by chance, given any further thought to—”

“How about this? When I’m ready to give you an answer, I will.”

“You may need reminding.”

“That you asked me to marry you? It isn’t something I’m going to forget, Beau.”

I leaned against the bed and clasped my hands behind my head. “Must mean something to you, then.”

Sam set the photo she’d held in her hand down, stood, then put her legs on either side of me and sat, straddling my lap.

I raised a brow. “How long did I say it would be before the food arrives? I’m game if you are.”

She put her hands on my shoulders. While doing so might not be considered the sexiest thing she’d ever done, my cock was in disagreement.

“It meanseverything, Beau.”

It took me a moment to figure out what she was referring to. “Ah. The proposal.”

My darling Samantha rolled her eyes. “No, dinner.”

“Hey, get back here,” I said, putting my hands on her waist when she attempted to get up.

She shifted forward so the heavenly place between her legs was aligned perfectly with my hardness. If only there weren’t so many layers of clothing separating us.

“Do you know how much I love you?” I said, putting my hand on the back of her neck to draw her closer.

“I’m learning.”

The kiss I gave her was more powerful, more passionate, and filled with more intensity than any other I’d given in my life, including to the woman in my arms. The searing desire between us scorched my heart, branding her name there forever.

Sam tensed when an alert sounded on both of our mobiles.

“That was quick,” I said when she grabbed hers and showed me the image on the screen. I tapped the talk icon. “Hello, Grayson. Give me a moment to figure out how to open the gate.” The instant I said “open,” I could see it doing so from the split-image view.

“There’s a gate up already?” Sam asked.

“Apparently. As Decker said, they don’t mess around. More importantly, dinner has arrived.”

I rushed ahead of Sam to help bring the food in; however, by the time I got to the front door, Cord, Snapper, and Kick had most of it in the kitchen already.

“Mr. Barrett, this is my sister, Juniper,” said Grayson.

I walked over to shake her outstretched hand. “Both of you, please call me Beau. And this is Samantha,” I said when she joined us.

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