Page 83 of The Do-Over


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“Billy,” she moaned.

“Right here, baby. I got you.” I always will.

“That feels so good.”

Of course it did. He knew what his woman wanted, he knew what she needed. In bed and out.

“Please, Billy.”

“I got you,” he repeated.

He stroked her until she bucked against his hand like a wild mustang, until she nearly slid off his lap from the force of her orgasm.

Then he let her push him back down on the bed and climb on top of him. He was rock hard for her already. She straddled him while he pulled her sweater all the way off her body. Pulled her bra down, crushed her breasts in his hands.

Wild for each other, they fucked like two desperate creatures who might never get another chance at pleasure.

Stop thinking like that.

He lost track of time, immersing himself in the sweaty bang of their two bodies colliding, joining, straining. Then Jenna twisted her hips in that particular way that always made him come, and he had no way to stop himself. He emptied himself into her, feeling so good, so complete, and yet so uncertain.

Why did he keep thinking about the end?

“Talk to me, Jenna,” he whispered when they were in each other’s arms, hearts still racing, his stomach in knots. Had he succeeded in helping her to relax? “Are you okay?”

“To be honest, I don’t know, Billy. I keep thinking about the boys.”

“What about them? They settled their whipped cream beard contest peacefully. Tyler came up with separate categories.”

But she didn’t laugh the way she usually would have. Sitting upright, she looked at him with troubled eyes. “Are we being irresponsible parents?”

“What do you mean?” The kids were happy and healthy and about a thousand times better off than he’d ever been growing up.

“We got married so young. Then we couldn’t emotionally handle your baseball success. So we got divorced. Now we’re sleeping together and someone’s stalking us and taking pictures. I keep thinking, what if they go after the boys?”

“There weren’t any photos of the boys that I saw.”

“I know. That’s the first thing I checked. But we don’t know what’s behind all this. I feel…very exposed. And even if I could handle it, I don’t want the boys to get in the middle of it.”

His heart shriveled up…he could practically feel it shrinking inside his chest cavity. He could win over Jenna in bed, no problem. But when it came to the boys, protecting them would always come above her desires.

He cupped her face in one hand. “Sweetheart, we’ll find who’s doing this. I promise. I’m not going to let anyone hurt the boys, or you. I’m here and I will protect you.”

“I know you’ll always do what’s best for them. But what if…I think what’s best…”

He could see her summoning her courage. “Whatever you need to say, you can say it.”

She gave a sound that was part sob, part laugh. “You might hate me.”

Through the sick feeling gathering in his gut, he managed, “I won’t hate you. I promise. Speak your mind, Jenna. Don’t dance around my feelings, remember? I’m a big boy.”

He braced himself for what he knew was coming next.

“We need to stay apart from each other,” she finally said. “There weren’t any photos of just me. They all had you in them. If you stay away, if we don’t do things all together…”

“Then the boys won’t get dragged into this.”

“Exactly. I can’t let anything happen to them. I don’t know what’s going on, but we have to keep them safe.” He heard the fear rising in her voice. He pulled her into his arms to soothe her.

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