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I flicked my gaze between my boyfriend, my furious sister, and Diesel, who was still watching us. My skin burned with embarrassment, creeping up my neck to my face. I’d empty my 401k to have the floor swallow me up and for time to rewind to when I’d been stupid enough to invite Jake to come home with me. He didn’t belong in Burntwood, among my friends and family, and I wasn’t so sure I should be with him after the way he’d behaved today.

“I’ll be nearby, Shelby Belle.” Diesel winked, then busied himself with cutting limes.

Warm feelings of nostalgia spread through my chest, hearing the nickname he’d given me when I was in the third grade. He and my brother had joined up for team roping. When he’d say my name, Belle rolled off his tongue naturally. I’d felt special then, and I did once again.

The brothers had sure gotten better looking with age. I remembered back in the day they’d been dorky and lanky. Now they were fit and ruggedly handsome volunteer firefighters. Years ago, I’d heard they became part of the fire station’s crew after a major grassland fire that burned through hundreds of acres and destroyed two homes. Thankfully, no one had been injured.

I couldn’t take my eyes off them. Talk about a glow up. Why hadn’t my sister snagged one of them? They were hot, but maybe not single. Hmm…

Our drinks arrived, along with a scowl on Travis’s clean-shaven face. “Enjoy.”

“Thank you.” I lifted the shot glass to my lips and drank it. The golden liquid lit my chest on fire. Usually, I drank wine or a girlie, fruity drink. Tequila and dark beer hit differently, and I welcomed their strength.

“I’d like a shot too.” Olivia leaned toward me. “Hopefully, it will be strong enough to make your boyfriend more palatable.”

I laughed, but knew full well she wasn’t joking or being sarcastic. Olivia didn’t like Jake and at this moment, neither did I.

9

Jake

A grating, high-pitched sound rang in my ears. Worse than nails scratching down a chalkboard, or a metal fork on a ceramic plate. God, I hated when people scrape their flatware when eating. Had they no care for people with sensitive ears?

Another loud crowing came, and I’d had enough. The fucking resident roosters screaming cock-o-doodle-do made my head practically explode. I couldn’t imagine the time, but on a farm, it was probably six in the morning.

Shelby was completely out, and hadn’t moved a muscle. Lucky little country girl.

My gaze glued to the ceiling, I listened to the roosters’ blood curdling chant. It was the most annoying sound I’d ever heard.

How does anyone get used to that?

I sure as hell never would. Nope, rural living wasn’t for me, and I couldn’t wait to get back to civilization.

My morning erection demanded my attention. Suddenly, I felt amorous and lightly stroked my cock, then rolled toward Shelby. I glided my hand against her warm leg and under her nightgown.

She jerked away, clearly annoyed with me waking her up. “What are you doing?” She yawned and flicked my hand away.

I ignored her and moved beneath the blankets, pulled her panties down and spread her legs.

“No, Jake. Not in my parents…” She gasped as I put my mouth on her clit. “Please, stop.”

Disregarding her protests, because she didn’t really want me to stop, I went to work on her. She squirmed, but I held her down, overpowering her. The least she could do was let me have breakfast after being rudely awakened.

Soft moans encouraged me further—about damn time. I knew I could get her on my level. She just needed the right kind of encouragement.

I sucked and nibbled on her clit. Shelby writhed below me, a clear sign of her impending orgasm. I slipped in two fingers and fucked her.

“Jake, I don’t…” Her voice trailed as she grabbed my shoulders and tried to pull me up. Why was she being so difficult?

“What?” I growled.

“Kiss me…” She grabbed my face and crushed her lips to mine.

“Fuck,” I groaned. Kissing her was the best. But first thing in the morning, before either of us brushed our teeth?Disgusting. Her expectations were often silly and needy. I didn’t always want to kiss her before screwing her.

I wiggled off my boxers and drove into her, and tore my lips away.

Shelby yelped, eyes wild, and her body tensed.

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