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“Right! They’re all the same!” She laughs. “Maybe he’ll realize his small-town roots and buy a ranch, too. Then when he wears flannel, he won’t be faking it like all these wanna-be ranchers with their office jobs.”

I kiss her forehead. “One can only dream…”

In the midst of our playful conversation, Wayne disappears, which is fine because I’ve been dying to give my wife more than a peck since she got here.

I lean onto her lips and brush them against mine, losing my fingers in her hair as we kiss.

This is what I’ve needed. Forty-five years of nothing and then everything all at once. I’m not sure how it happened, and I know I couldn’t recreate it, but here it is… everything I ever wanted, wrapped with the cutest, fucking bow.

“As much as I want to drag you into my office and show you what us wanna-be’s are made of, you go have lunch with Mae. Tell her she can always ditch the job and come work at the lodge. We need plenty of help. We’re booked out to April right now and I’m not sure how we’re going to keep the place running with the staff we have.”

“Seriously? It would be amazing to see her get away from that guy.”

“Plus, having more dependable people around will give me more time to put a baby in that belly of yours.”

She leans into me, biting back a smile. “I love it when you talk like that.”

“Like what? Like how badly I want to fuck a baby into you? Is that supposed to be romantic? It sounds crude.”

“A little, but I’m really wet for it.”

I laugh and pull her closer. “So, if I told you that all morning I’ve been watching you in that little skirt, thinking about how cute you’d look bent over my desk, you’d like that?”

She sighs. “I would. What else?”

“Well,” I lean into her ear, “I’ve been desperate to put you up on my desk and lick you clean, just so I can dirty you up again.”

She swallows hard. “How… how would you dirty me up again?”

“Oh, I’d fuck that tight little pussy so hard that I’d explode and pump you full of come. Would you like that? Do you want all my come, little one?”

“Maybe lunch with Mae can wait.”

I grin. “I wish. I have a meeting in five minutes. By the time you’re done with your lunch, I’ll be free. Come on by then and I’ll have a nice big present for you. Does that sound fun?”

Her eyes light and her mouth breathlessly holds open. We’re in the entryway of the lodge, and though I consider myself a professional man, I’m standing with a full-on boner at my place of business.

Life is changing, and I have to say, it’s all for the better.

Poppy tips up onto her toes. “I’ll see you at one p.m. sharp! Don’t be late.”

“Trust me, I’m not going to be late for you. No one would be late for you.”

She smiles sweetly and lets go of my hand, looking back a few times as she wanders off toward the dining hall.

A month ago, I didn’t believe that any of this was possible. A love with Poppy seemed out of reach and something that only existed in my dreams, then a job that brought me closer to my roots and gave me the challenge I’ve always wanted. People may have said I was a success before, but I’ll always know, my heart didn’t start beating until the day I held her in my arms.

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Khloe Summersis the author of over one hundred short and steamy romance titles. Her books are written in many different tropes, but always contain growly older alphas, curvy women, and lots of steam.

Khloe lives with her husband, (who she affectionately calls Daddy) in sunny Florida. They spend most of their free time sinking their toes in the sand, eating too many pizzas, and hollering obscenities at the TV on football Sunday. (At least he does. She sits on the sidelines and quietly orders nonsense off Amazon.)

Before this life is over, Khloe would like to check everything off her sexy bucket list and visit South Africa to wrestle evil poachers into submission. (And maybe see some baby elephants.)

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