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“I’m not. I enjoy having my hands on you.”
The pink tinge of her cheeks traveled down her neck, and she looked away. She was even more beautiful with that splash of color highlighting her skin. It made me wonder how she would look sprawled out underneath me as I told her exactly what I planned to do to that sweet little body of hers. Would her skin flush like that when I made her come?
My hand slid down to her hip, steadying her, as she swung her leg over the back of the bike. Once I was sure she was steady, I got off and stretched. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, her chest swelling with the movement. Fuck. There might not be enough space in this entire field to keep her safe from me.
“Will we get in trouble for trespassing?”
She needed to be more concerned with me snapping and fucking her right here in the grass.
“No. All this land is mine.”
This girl was going to be the death of me, and it would be my own damn fault. Nobody knew I owned it, and it was foolish of me to tell her. I could have lied, said a friend owned it, and left it at that.
She looked like she belonged among the wildflowers, her slim fingers trailing along the tips as she walked away from me. “If this place were mine, there’s no way I’d live at the clubhouse.”
My angel was a puzzle, and I was missing half the pieces. She’d struck me as more of a city girl, being that she liked computers and video games. Aside from that, I only knew she was a twin, had an adorable blush, tripped easily, and didn’t enjoy being the center of attention. Oh, and she got my dick hard without even batting an eyelash. Something told me even if I had all her puzzle pieces put together, that I would still find all her little contradictions fascinating.
“What would you do?”
A wistful smile played across her lips as she said, “I’d build a farmhouse with floor to ceiling windows and a wraparound porch. Then every morning I’d sit out here in my rocking chair, drink my coffee, and watch the sun come up.”
Her vision was intriguing. There was only one thing I’d change. Well, maybe a few. She’d be on the porch wrapped up in a bedsheet, her hair a mess, bearing the marks of my possession. It was a given that I’d fuck her again on the front porch. Once she was done with her coffee, of course. I wasn’t a complete monster.
“That plan holds a certain appeal. I don’t suppose you’d be open to a trade?”
Her beautiful eyes narrowed, the mossy color bleeding into the gold. “What do you mean? You have all this land. What could you possibly want from me?”
“Answers.”
“I don’t have any to give,” she said, wrapping her arms around herself and turning away.
“Let’s start with what made you upset earlier?”
Her back stiffened. “When?”
“You’ll find I rarely ask twice.”
She couldn’t hide the shudder that slithered down her spine, and I was tempted to take it back. Damn it. What was happening to me?
She peeked over her shoulder. “When you called me your angel?”
Despite the waning light, there was no mistaking the widening of her eyes. If I could be sure that whatever upset her had nothing to do with what she was running from, I might let her get away with stalling.
“Don’t think you’ll ever be able to hide from me, Brandy, because I see you.”
She sighed, a world of resignation coming out with that huff of breath. To me it was as sweet as a symphony because it meant a part of her, however small, was submitting to my will.
“It’s stupid.” Her hands rubbed up and down her arms as if to ward off a chill. “It just threw me for a loop to find out my sweet as molasses sister is a stripper in addition to her job as a sweet butt.”
“It kinda takes all the fun out of fucking when you consider it a job, don’t you think?”
She looked back at me, her eyebrows nearly touching her hairline. Her reaction to what I said was slightly comical. Tweak, that asshole, could shove it up his ass. This was twice now I’d had a sense of humor within the space of an hour.
While I was tempted to push the envelope and watch her blush deepen, it was time to steer the conversation back in the direction that I needed it to go.
“That’s not the only thing bothering you, though, is it?”
She gave me her back again. “It’ll be dark in another few minutes. We should probably head back.”
