Page 16 of Redeem My Heart

“Yes. I’ll take her home.”

“Or—” Daphne starts, but Fletch drags her away.

“Enough meddling for one day, Firecracker,” Fletch says.

Grady and I turn back just in time to see Garrett’s smolder.

“Work it,” Grady yells.

“Smolder, baby,” I yell.

“Y’all suck,” Garrett yells.

Shelby laughs but keeps shooting with her camera. “Okay, I think that’s it. I’ll need to edit these, Daphne, before…” She turns around, clearly searching for my sister.

I shoot a look at Grady. “I trust you can escort these fuckers out of my yard without setting all the dogs free?”

He nods.

“Thanks.” I make my way over to Shelby. I grab her hand and pull her with me towards my house.

“Where did your sister go?” she asks.

“She had to leave.”

“Of course she did.” She tries to pull her hand free. “I’m sure one of the guys can give me a ride back into town.”

“The fuck they can.”

She whirls around to face me. “What is your problem today?”

I open the door to my tiny house and motion for her to step inside.

“What is this place?” she asks.

“My house.”

She glances around. “Well, it’s really nice,” she says, her tone still annoyed. Then she jabs me in the chest. “So what was your deal? You were rude to those guys, and they were out here doing something for you. Doing you a favor and you were acting all possessive and jealous.”

“Because I was fucking jealous.” Then I press her against my door and do what I’ve been wanting to do all day. I kiss her. Our tongues fight for dominance and she’s already lifting one of her legs to wrap around me. I grab her ass and lift her so she can properly hold on to me.

She pulls back from the kiss and glares at me. “It doesn’t make any sense that you would be jealous. Because you and I aren’t a real couple.” Her lips meet mine in another kiss.

“Doesn’t change how I feel,” I say, then kiss her again.

“You drive me crazy,” she pants.

“I’ve never wanted anyone the way that I want you. It’s driving me fucking nuts. I haven’t jacked off like this since I was a teenager.” I know she can feel the ridge of my hard on up against the seam of her jeans. Denim can hide some things, but not this.

“Damn, that’s really hot.”

Then we’re kissing again and I’m walking us to my couch. I lower myself down, her on my lap. My hand immediately goes to the hem of her shirt, slipping underneath to feel the silky smoothness of her bare skin.

She whimpers into my mouth, and I trail my lips down her throat. My hand shifts higher, cupping her tit over her bra. Her nipple is already hard, pressing against the fabric.

“You’ve been jacking off thinking about me?” she asks, her voice breathy and lust drunk.

“Yeah, Sunshine. Every day. Sometimes twice a day. You have no idea what you do to me.”