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“The phone call I had you act on? Yeah, I would have loved for that to have been so very true. I think it would serve him right while serving you right.”

My breath caught at that because that was the first time we had been so open and honest about this.

Was it sex?

I wasn’t sure. I wanted more, of course, but did he?

Though I didn’t know for sure, I was going to go out on a limb and say yes, because that look in those ocean depths was telling me everything I needed to know.

“Really?” I finally managed to breathe out and he nodded, his hand moving up my leg.

“And let me tell you something, Justice. It wouldn’t just be once. I’d want it over and over again?”

I twisted my lip at the thought. I was certain this man would rock my world in ways I hadn’t experienced before.

He tugged me down as he moved up, his arms encaging me as he laid over me. Then his head slowly slipped down and his lips brushed mine.

Though it was soft, sweet, and brief, it still made my stomach twist in a way it hadn’t before. I wanted more of it.

No, I needed more of it.

I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and brought his lips back down to mine.

His tongue flicked out, running over my bottom lip, before he pulled it between his teeth. I groaned, lifting my leg up to run it over his thigh, making him smirk against my mouth.

“In need?” he teased, nipping at my lips again.

“Yes. Are you going to do something about it?”

“Maybe,” he countered, making me squeal as he lifted me up and took me back to the room as if I weighed next to nothing.

Chapter 6

The Pleasure Of A Sunflower

Two days later, I was content strolling through the town once more with this woman on my arm, then heading back home to change. Not because we’ve done anything, but because we haven’t. We’ve made out time and time again, but that night, she got a call from Peyton, and she wanted to make sure he was okay with things before she went any further.

Also glad to say her ex stopped calling, guess he finally got the hint, thank goodness. It was getting old honestly, but I guess he figured it was time.

We’ve talked about her work too, and what she wanted to do. I told her to talk to her brother when he came up because I had no doubt he’d be fine with helping him. And he’d pay her. She could live with me too, and all would be okay.

Wishful thinking?

Yes.

But I was so close to claiming this amazing woman that had been mine for ages already.

She just didn’t know and I sure didn’t want or need to freak her out.

“Are you ready?” I asked her, unable to tear my eyes away from her as she lifted her hair up into a messy ponytail.

Her face was make-up free, she had leggings, a long sweater, and boots on, and holy shit did she get my cock stirring. She honestly had no idea just how gorgeous she was, and I always felt that was the other drawl with her.

She didn’t ever understand it because she thought she was a bigger woman. That was never something I thought of when it came to her.

“Yup. Care to tell me where we are going?”

“You don’t do surprises well, do you?”