I grinned. “You tasted it. Are you really surprised?”
“Nah, I’m not. That shit is good as hell and I’m pretty sure you owe me one.”
“I’m pretty sure I don’t but I kinda like you so you might get one. But you might have to work for it.”
He chuckled and I leaned in to kiss him. “I like this.”
“Me too.” He dropped his hands to my ass and his fingers dug into my skin, bringing me closer. “And I like you and I damn sure don’t mind working for anything that keeps me close to you.”
“Mm, sounds like I hit the jackpot then.”
“Yeah you did, but so did I.”
Maybe I was crazy for being all in but this felt right. He felt right, and until it didn’t, I was going to accept this man and everything he had to offer as a part of my life.
Chapter 11
Ro.
Aweek and some change…
I woke up early and left Reece sleeping peacefully. After I made my rounds in the bathroom, I dressed forthe day, making sure to do layers because we would be out in the cold until later.
Reece was so damn excited about Jubilee that I couldn’t wait to experience it through her enthusiasm. The event was a big thing in Miller’s Pointe and would be my first. The first of many because my mind was made up about where I planned on setting down roots. That was another reason I was up so early. I was restless as hell, processing what staying would mean to my brother.
I was more than positive he’d assumed the past six months were just me trying to figure shit out and I would be home eventually, running the ranch beside him. He never pushed too hard, just told me to do what I needed. Keron loved me and would also accept the things that kept me level. Being here was that thing. I needed Reece. It didn’t matter how fast we fell into this. One thing I’d learned was, when it was right, time didn’t matter because it didn’t exist.
The connection was the driving force and my connection to Reece was strong as hell. So while I let her sleep in, I made my way to the kitchen to make breakfast. I fried bacon, scrambled eggs, and brewed a pot of coffee. Once everything was done, I placed the food in the oven to warm until Reece was up then settled at the table to call my brother.
“Keep calling me like this and I’m gonna think you miss me, Ro.”
I smirked and slouched down in my chair. “Kinda impossible to miss you when I see your damn face every time I look in the mirror.”
He laughed. “True but the visual is not attached to my smooth ass personality.”
“Never fucking fails…”
“What’s that?”
“Your damn ego.” I smirked.
“Game recognizes game, little bro. I could say the same thing. You’re an arrogant muthafucker too.”
I was. Our father taught us to stand on who and what we were. I didn’t give a damn if anyone doubted or questioned me, as long as I knew who I was and never questioned my relevance, shit was always cool. The only time I ever wavered from had been when I was dealing with my ex. The accident, losing my career, then her leaving me because of it was hard as hell to deal with. I laughed about it now because she wasn’t my one and her lack of care didn’t fucking matter.
“True but I wanted to holla at you about something.”
“Do I need to sit down?”
“Are you standing?” It was early on Christmas Eve. If I knew my brother, he was in bed, likely with multiple women he would be replacing today.
And I knew my brother very well…
“Nah, I’m not,” he said in an amused tone. “What’s on your mind, Ro?”
I brushed a hand over my head. “I’m not coming home.”
“Ever?”
