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Kemp hammers into me until it feels like I’m floating and right when I’m pretty sure I can’t take any more, my world shatters. My vision whites for a moment, but I don’t close my eyes. I can’t.
The connection between us is too heavy, too real, too undeniable. I hold tight to it, using it to tether me to this world instead of floating into the nothingness our pleasure promises.
I don’t even realize I’m screaming out his name at first. Not until he roars my name with an intensity which has me holding onto him even tighter.
I never want to let him go. I know he feels the same way about me.
CHAPTER 14
JORDAN
Kemp has been fucking beyond annoying for the last 24 hours. I’m about to beat him to death if he doesn’t stop strutting around like the cock of the walk. Is that even a saying anymore? It’s something dad used to say, and I’ve never fully understood it until Kemp popped up early this morning as we were having breakfast with the biggest fucking smile on his face.
I narrowed my eyes at him, knowing where he was all night. As much as I wanted to hear all about it, I was surprised at how much jealousy I felt too.
“I see your plan for the date went well,” Lachlan’s voice was neutral, but I could hear the edge in it.
It was clear Kemp spent the night with Lennon which meant Lachlan was the only one out of the three of us who hadn’t had some sort of sexual contact with our woman one-on-one. It was bugging him, but he was trying to keep his cool.
I admired our brother for that, but I knew I couldn’t do the same. “You better have made her come so hard she couldn’t move,” I threatened Kemp.
Kemp laughed, actually laughed, and I was stunned for a moment. “Don’t worry, I took care of our woman.”
As he drank a cup of coffee and ate the eggs Lachlan put in front of him, he told us about taking her out to eat and what he learned about her. I swear I was on the edge of my damn seat, the same way Lachlan was, wanting every single morsel of information he could give us about her.
I hated the thought of her ever feeling alone growing up and was thankful she had Evelyn in her life and that they had become friends again. I never experienced loneliness growing up. Sometimes I hated always having my brothers up my ass, but usually I was grateful for them.
After he relayed to us about the date, we sat in silence for a few minutes. We simply soaked it up, glad that Kempt felt like she wasn’t going to keep fighting what we already knew to be true. He even told us she admitted that she’s ours.
I wanted to run around the house and cheer, but I knew it would be far too soon for a victory lap. I started planning the date I’m going to take her on. I wanted to make it something she would enjoy and show her part of the city she was now calling home. I had no desire to compete with my brother, but I still wanted to show our woman a good time.
I was surprised when I broke the silence by blurting out, “Other than taking her out on dates, what’s next?”
My brothers looked at me for a long minute before Lachlan heaved a heavy sigh. “I think it’s time we have a talk with dad. We need to let him know our intentions. I don’t want to blindside him. The first step was always to get Lennon to see we’re her future. It sounds like she’s coming around to it. After we talk with dad, we need to get her moved in here.”
“You don’t think we should talk to her about letting dad in on what’s going on?” Kemp sounded incredulous and I could understand why.
I didn’t want to take Lennon’s voice away from her and this seemed like something she should have a say in. Telling dad is a big deal and if we tell him then he’ll more than likely talk to Abigail about it.
“I hear you,” Lachlan looked straight into Kemp’s eyes, “but at the same time I think dad will be more receptive and listen to us. He loves Lennon, but he’s not as close to her as Abigail is, understandably so. I think he’ll be able to help us navigate the next part and I think he’ll respect us more for going to him first.”
I couldn’t help but push Lachlan a little bit. “Are you going to tell Lennon about your plans to talk to dad?”
“Not beforehand, no. If we do, she might run scared,” his shoulders were slumped, and I could see how much the thought worried him.
I could also understand where he was coming from in terms of talking to dad first about how we feel about Lennon. We were quiet the rest of breakfast and then Kemp walked off to take a quick shower and get ready for the day.
Even the prospect of talking to dad, which could go either way, didn’t put a damper on his cocky as fuck walk as he exited the kitchen. I shared a glance with my eldest brother and we both rolled our eyes at his antics.
“He’s going to be insufferable,” I pointed out, “you know that right?”
“He already is,” Lachlan quipped which had me laughing.
He sure as fuck wasn’t wrong.
I swear Kemp has been walking around all day like he’s wearing a damn crown on his head. I’ve seen Lennon a few times, but I’m not trying to push her too much while we’re at work. The fact she smiled at me so damn sweetly every time we saw each other was enough for me.
She hasn’t been avoiding us like she was before. Hell, I started strutting around the office myself because of it.
