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“I’ve been pretty tolerant of all this bullshit with Roxanne, but it stops now! If you think for one minute I’m leaving you alone with that conniving bitch, you’re sadly mistaken.” I tut at his gall.

My eyes track him as he stalks around the table and grabs my chin forcefully. His lips are on mine seconds later, taking my mouth without apology. When he comes up for air, he rasps, “I love when you get all bossy and possessive. It makes me so hard, but I’m really going to love showing you who’s boss when I spank your ass so red you won’t be able to sit anywhere but my face, for doing it while my men are here.” He grabs my hand and cups it over his rock-hard erection. I moan at the contact, gripping and stroking him over his shorts. When his eyes close and his head falls back, I take advantage, drop to my knees, and rip the shorts down his body. His engorged cock springs free. He looks down at me, shock on his face until I suck him into my mouth greedily. He grunts and fists my hair, guiding me faster. “Ah, I love being inside you. Knowing. I’m. The. Only. One. To. Ever. Have. You.” He pumps into my mouth as he shudders at the thought, then spills down my throat. He whispers my name repeatedly. I love the way it sounds when he says it, he so rarely calls me Sophia, making it sweeter when he does while coming. He pops free with an audible click.

I look up at him, still on my knees with the most innocent look I can muster. “You were saying?”

“Ha,” he barks and gathers me up from the floor. “That you are more trouble than I ever imagined possible, and I love every minute of it.” I can feel his intense adoration from our bond, making me warm and fuzzy.I can’t put into words how I feel about you, I hear in my head. I almost cry at the emotions he feels, trying to convey his love. “I never knew it was feasible to want and need someone so badly. You are my everything!”

One tear escapes, but I smile and let him feel my unwavering love for him before telling him, “I love you, too, but I’m still coming with you.”

His eyes get big. “You are so fucking sassy.” He laughs and smacks my butt with a loud crack. “Yeah, well, you’re not off the hook either,” he adds with an evil glint in this eye.

While Masen is in the shower, the doorbell rings. I look over to the clock noticing it only almost nine. When I open the door, a pretty woman with short, white-blonde hair smiles at me. “Hi,” I say, not sure what she’s doing here.

“Well just look at you, aren’t you gorgeous? I couldn’t wait to meet you.” She hugs me close, taking me off guard. “Well, where’s my boy?” she asks, releasing my stiff body while walking past me into the house. I stand at the open door wondering who she is. Her eyes dart around the room.

“Masen?” I question. She finally looks over at me and sees my confusion just as a huge man with salt and pepper hair strides through the door mumbling. “Masen,” I yell loud enough for him to hear me from the bedroom. “He didn’t tell you we were coming?” Her pretty face falls. I inch closer to the hall when the man finally looks up at me, and I freeze. He has Masen’s white-blue eyes. My body relaxes instantly. “You’re his parents?” I smile and blow out a breath. “I’m sorry,” I say, rushing over to grab her hand. “He didn’t tell me y’all were coming today. Please forgive my manners. It’s been a crazy couple of days. Can I get you something to drink? Are you hungry? I can make y’all some breakfast.”

“No, we’re fine, but thank you.” She smiles, and I can see how much Sniffer takes after her now that I’m truly looking at her.

“Well, I’m hungry,” grumbles a deep voice.

She just shakes her head. “I just fed you. I’m Mickey, and this is Caleb. We couldn’t be happier to meet you. Mase and Cass have told me so much about you,” she says excitedly.

“That was hours ago,” he grouses.

“Masen should be out soon. He’s getting ready for work. Come on in here, and I’ll see what’s left.” I lead them to the kitchen. I’m a little nervous to cook for Masen’s dad. I look in the freezer and find some frozen sausage links. I put them in the sink and run cool water over them and grab a couple pans. I peel and shred a couple potatoes and get them frying before starting the sausage.

“Who the hell are you feeding now?” Masen booms down the hallway before entering the kitchen.

I roll my eyes. “He thinks everyone is out to steal his food,” I mock whisper.

“That’s because they are!” he states, finally entering the room. “Mom, Pop? What are you guys doing here?” he asks but walks over to his mother and hugs her tight. He’s casual today in dark jeans and a light blue button-up shirt rolled at the cuffs showing off his strong forearms.

“Don’t you ever check your messages? I told your machine we were coming today.” She shakes her head. Masen makes his way to his dad and does the manly shake and half hug thing.

He seems happy to have them here, and they chat while I fix their breakfast. I hear the door open, and Sniffer says, “Is it lunch already? I’m just in time. Hey Mom,” he says while giving her a loud smacking kiss on the check. “Pop.” He tries for the same greeting, but his dad puts him in a headlock and scruffs his head affectionately.

“You ain’t getting my breakfast, boy,” his dad grunts.

As I watch them interact, my heart aches for my parents. Masen comes over and kisses my temple. “They’re your family, now too, yeah,” he whispers.

I nod, more choked up than I thought and turn back to the stove. I make a quick pan gravy with the sausage. The potatoes are nice and crisp, so I grab the eggs to finish off the country omelets I’m making for them. After a sprinkle of cheese, it’s ready to go. I plate Masen’s dad’s and put it in the warm oven until his mother’s is done. “Would you like some coffee or anything else?” I ask when I set the plates down.

“I didn’t get gravy on my omelet. Can I have a bite, Momma?” Sniffer pouts.

“Oh shut it, you. I haven’t had a good home-cooked meal that I didn’t have to make myself in years,” his mother retorts. When he looks over at his dad, Caleb scoots his plate over a few inches and growls low and deep.

I can’t help myself, I bust out laughing. “What is it with y’all and food?” I ask, shaking my head while I watch Masen who looks like he might just try and steal his dad’s plate and make a run for it.

“Now, I’m hungry again,” he grouches. Turning his back on his parents, he looks at me and smiles proudly.

“If you’re still planning on coming with me, Little One, we need to go. I’ve got a meeting at eleven-thirty,” he says, looking at his phone.

“Is it okay if I still come? What about your parents?”

“Cass can entertain them. It’s fine.” We say our goodbyes, and Masen tells them we’ll see them in a few hours and to make themselves at home. He walks me to his standard SUV and opens the door for me. When he gets in, he kisses me hungrily, leaving me breathless and wanting. He places his forehead on mine and says, “Thank you for taking such good care of me and our family.” I’m speechless from his kind words as he starts the car and drives us downtown.

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