Page 26 of Wilde & Shore


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“She does. I’m doing her a favor.”

“I hope you don’t mean by fucking her.”

My brother laughed a little too hard. “Sex is a bonus on both ends but no, not that kind of favor. Her family’s been riding her about settling down. Me being here is buying Lyra more time. We’re just friends so don’t go projecting.”

He cleared that up quickly. “If you say so.”

“I do, but this isn’t about me. This is about whoever the hell has you all bent outta shape. Give it a chance, Wilde. She might be a good fit. You’re already considering the possibility if you called me, so whatever you’re searching for from me, you got it.”

I missed my brother. Hadn’t seen him in person in almost a year. Watching him play on TV filled me with pride but he was my family and I missed having him around. “’Preciate you, Garrett. I need to see you soon.”

“Then you will. Maybe at one of my games with your new lady. I can fly you both out.”

I smirked. “I don’t need you to fly me out. You have MLB money but I have ranch money. Not the same.”

“I agree but don’t forget I have ranch money too which means my pockets are a little deeper than yours with the combination of both.”

I chuckled. He would always own half of the ranch. I’d never deny him but I could still give him shit. “You’re right, so let me work with these percentages so we’re equal again. I’m thinking me fifty-one, you forty-nine. That one percent should account for your little baseball earnings.”

He barked a laugh. “Fuck you, Wilde. Swinging this bat earns me more than alittlemoney.”

Garrett wasn’t lying. MLB paid him very well but it was fun to mess with him.

“I'll let you get back to sleep. Call me on Christmas, little brother.”

“I will. Love you, Wilde.”

“Love you too, Garrett.”

I ended the call and turned my head toward the back of the house, snorting at the thoughts I was having.

Give it a chance.

How did I know Shore wanted a chance? She’d kissed me, sure, but she was also drunk off her ass. Shore was attracted to me, no doubt, but that didn’t mean she wanted more than a few great orgasms before she was back on a train heading to Boston to figure out her life.

And why the hell was I sitting here lusting over a woman like a teenager with a crush I was scared to acknowledge?

Because you feel something you haven’t felt in a really long time with a woman…

Potential and possibilities!

* * *

The next morningI was up early and headed straight to the stables to do the morning routine wearing the same clothes from the night before. I did wash my face and brush my teeth at least ,considering I’d have to speak to my guys. Once I was done, I headed back to the house to shower and dress, checking in on Shore after I was done. She was still out, which concerned me so I crept into her room and carefully peeked under the bedding she was burrowed beneath to make sure she was okay.

Her soft breathing, echoing in a light snores, allowed me to relax. I tucked her back in and hurried out the room, needing to leave behind the apples and spice that was now lodged in my lungs from lingering in her presence.

While I worked on a fresh pot of coffee and preparing breakfast, I called Beau to let him know I needed one of his trees. The massive balsams were a big hit with the locals and hopefully going to do the trick for Shore as well. After a few rings he was on the line but talking to someone in the background so I held patiently until he was ready.

“Go on ahead, give me a minute to take this and I’ll meet you in my office.”

“Hey Wilde, what’s going on?”

“You sound busy, so I won’t hold you. I need to head out to your place today to get a tree.”

“Who’s it for?”

“Me.”

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