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Down boy. Now is not the time. I mean, any time is the time. But I don’t think Cove would agree.

“No one has ever done something like this for me before,” she whispers, pulling back. “Thank you.”

This smile is never going to leave my lips. “Get used to it.” I give her ass a squeeze, making her laugh. “Because we plan on spoiling the fuck out of you.”

Her face shifts into a soft but confused look. “But why?”

“Why not?” I shrug. “You deserve the world, Cove. And we might not be able to give you the world, but we’re sure as hell going to try.”

She bites her lip, her eyes growing glossy.

She wiggles in my hold to be put down, and as much as I want to hold her tighter, I do let her feet fall to the ground.

“I wish I could take it for a drive.” She smiles, running her hand over the steering wheel.

“We can.” I grin.

“Not on my fucking grass, you won’t!” Maverick barks.

“Oh, relax, grandpa.” I roll my eyes. “I meant the track.”

“The track?” she asks, brows furrowed.

“You haven’t seen all of our property, have you?” I grin.

Cove and I climb into the truck, taking off as the guys make their way back into the house.

The track was a large plot of land towards the far back of our property. It’s hidden by a tall hill, but behind it is nothing but dirt. It was designed for quading and dirt biking, but there’s more than enough space to drive around in a full-size vehicle.

We do have to drive on the grass a bit more to get to the road leading down to it, but that was Maverick’s issue. I know with how happy this made Cove, Maverick would get over it.

“Whoa.” Cove’s eyes light up as we park at the track entrance. She turns to face me, a smile on her lips. That, that right there is what I was striving for. That was my goal. To see her happy, smiling wide. “How big is this property?"

“Really fucking big,” I laugh.

“What do you use this for?”

“ATV’s and dirt bikes.” I knew that would make her happy.

“Can we ride!?” she asks, practically vibrating with excitement.

“The truck, ATVs, or dirt bikes?” I ask, chuckling.

“All three.” She beams from ear to ear.

“Fuck, yeah.” I grin back.

My girl wasn’t a bad driver, but holy fuck, give her free rein to do as she pleases, and you’ll fear for your life.

We almost rolled this truck three times as Cove raced around, taking sharp turns and doing donuts. But the carefree laugh that left her was worth almost dying for.

I’ve never been so turned on in my life. But I’m a good boy... sometimes. Okay, just this time. I didn’t try to fuck her, no matter how much I really, really, really fucking wanted to.

I just enjoyed my time with her.

After we took the truck for a drive, we headed over to the giant garage that housed the bikes and ATV’s.

We took out the ATV’s first. I opted to ride with her, letting her drive. I mean, I got to hold onto her, pressing myself against her body as her body vibrated with laughter. It’s a fucking win for me.