Page 128 of The Rough Rider


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His jaw went firm.

“You don’t hate that,” she said.

“No,” he said.

And that made her smile a little bit, because things weren’t as grim as he was acting. Not if he actually wanted those things.

It didn’t really matter what he gave. That was the thing. Because it was everything he was. That was what she told herself. He was a good man. And he deserved this. He deserved for someone to love him.

“I really do love you,” she said.

And he growled, pulling her forward and kissing her. Kissing her and kissing her like they hadn’t just made love with an intensity so bright it had threatened to burn down the house. Consume them both in a fire that wouldn’t end.

That might not leave scars on the outside, but had definitely left her changed inside.

She decided to take this. To take this intensity from him. Because it might be all she got.

Because she might never hear the whole story of those books that he’d read to his brothers, or why those old toys hurt so much.

So she would have to take what she could get.

Because she would rather have some of him than none of him at all.

SHELOVEDHIM.Shefucking loved him. He had been sitting with that ever since last night. And it was... Well, it was something he was pretty damn thrilled with, he had to admit.

She loved him. How long had it been since another person had loved him?

And she did. Alaina. His pretty Alaina. So beautiful and perfect and everything. Alaina.

He needed her to change that room, though. And she was welcome to move in with him.

He probably should do it himself. Get rid of all that shit in there, actually set all that childhood stuff on fire. He’d thought about it before. It seemed poetic. His own dad had tried to get rid of him with fire, why not sort out all those bad memories the same way?

Eventually. Eventually, he would. And in the meantime, he would just focus on...on having her. Alaina McCloud.

She had stayed with him all night last night. And he’d woken up with her in his arms. His favorite thing to do.

And there was no reason to have all their things separated.

“My sister wants to know if you’ll come help out at the farm store,” Alaina said.

“What?”

“Fia called. She was wondering if we could come by and help do a little bit of labor on the farm store. She figures the more that we can all do, the more money that it’ll save. And she figured since you’re the reason she’s not getting all of her money...”

“Sweat equity?”

“Yes. But she said she would make you a pie.”

“Well. I guess I can’t really turn that down.”

“You could. But it would be churlish. Especially considering you were trying to figure out ways to cut corners here. Maybe you’ll be able to meet in the middle.”

“Maybe.”

“Actually, I know you can meet in the middle. If both of you try.”

“I thought you were on my team,” he said.

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