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“Also, we’re busy at the ranch every night and—”
“You guys aren’t working as much?”
I shake my head. “Nope. We’re even working from home a few days a week. I miss going to the lodge as much as we were, but how awesome is it to get to work from home now? Now we get to see each other naked all day if we want.”
“And you still don’t want more babies yet?”
“Not yet. Maybe next year. Right now, we’re focusing on the family we have. Why are you so desperate for me to have babies?”
She shrugs and widens her gaze. “Truthfully? I have baby fever so badly. I scrolled through the baby section on Amazon last night and they have so many cute little things they didn’t have when Josh was little.”
“Have a baby with Clyde and your problem is solved.”
“Clyde is off limits. You know that.”
“He’s Dad’s best friend. He’s not off limits. He’s already been approved.”
She laughs and stands from the table. “Yeah, that’s not how that works, unfortunately. Still can’t deny his ass in those jeans.”
I stare toward Luke who’s on his way in from the barn. I’m not sure how he can rock a suit and also flannel, but the man does it well. “What are you two talking about? Please tell me it’s not Clyde’s ass again. I don’t think I can take it.”
“It’s not me.” I tip up onto my toes and kiss Luke’s lips. “It’s that one. She has a serious problem. She can’t stop looking.”
“I could stop,” she clears her throat and tosses her dark hair back behind her shoulder, “if I wanted to.”
“Well, I’m going to have to steal this one from your filthy talk. I need help in the barn before Josh gets home from school.”
Dee grins, her tone playful as she says, “I bet you do.”
“If I’m lucky,” Luke calls back as he links his hand into mine and drags me out of the house toward the big red barn on the west end of his property. Moving out here has been incredible. Josh loves all the space and animals. I love that my bathroom doesn’t smell like mold and the water pressure is more than a trickle.
“I’ve got something to show you.” Luke stands in front of the barn doors. “I hope I didn’t overstep, but I wanted to do something for Josh, and I thought this would be perfect.”
My stomach tightens. I’ve never been huge on surprises. “I’m sure it’s great. Open the doors!”
He stands to the side and opens the barn door. Sitting under the dim light is the black Silverado that matches Josh’s truck. Luke hops inside and fires up the engine. “I got it running. I was thinking we could ride around in it on the farm, and when he learns to drive, it could be his.”
The last time I saw the truck running was Christmas five years ago. Dad had taken Josh to go get a gift for Mom and the engine blew in the parking lot of the department store. He had the truck hauled home that weekend and she never ran again.
Tears fill my eyes as I climb up into the truck. “I didn’t know you knew anything about trucks!”
“Grew up fixing them with my dad. I didn’t realize how much I missed it until now.”
“Josh is going to love this, and I know my dad is going to appreciate the help. He never thought this old thing run again. I can’t believe you made all this happen.”
Is there anything this man can’t do? In the short while I’ve known him, he’s chased away my ex, gave my son a dad, and even settled my issues with my former jerk of a boss. This scrooge is a keeper.
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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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