“I—”
I let my lips make a path from her neck, across her collarbone. I nibble the delicate skin I find along my way, but I don’t stop until my lips are at her nipple and I slide my tongue against it. “And no one gets this from you but me. You’re mine, Beau Harper.”
“Hunter …” she repeats.
“That’s just the way it is, baby. You belong to me, and I belong to you. We’re going to explore this between us and you’re going to give us a chance that I don’t deserve, but one I’m going to work my ass off to prove to you that I’m never going to hurt or disappoint you again.”
“Damn it, Cowboy, you aren’t fighting fair.”
“When someone is important, you don’t fight fair. You do whatever the fuck you have to do to win. Do you understand what I’m saying, baby?”
“I—”
“You matter to me. You’re everything to me.”
“It’s only been a week,” she cries, sounding forlorn.
“It could be fifty seconds or fifty years, it wouldn’t make a fucking bit of difference,” I growl, finally taking her pebbled nipple into my mouth and sucking on it. “You and I are going to happen. You just need to acknowledge that now and quit fighting me,” I demand as my hands move to cup her ass and I pull her up my body. She wraps her legs around me as I lift her up. My control is about to snap. I’m going to fuck her right here. I can’t hold back any longer. It’s time she remembers the heat that has always been between us.
“Hey Aunt Beau! Look who’s here!”
“Fuck,” I mumble when I hear Slider’s voice come through the hall.
“Shit,” Beau hisses, already trying to pull her bra down. I try to help her. She tries to shove my hands out of the way. I fight her, and win, but only as Slider, Ty, and two men that I don’t know enter Beau’s office. Beau freezes, going completely slack. I let her body slide to the ground, doing my best to block her body with mine as she stands. I don’t let go of her because I can tell her legs couldn’t hold her up right now. Her entire body is trembling. I pull her shirt down, kissing her forehead. “Kill me now,” she whispers.
“Babe,” I laugh.
“I’m serious. Shoot me and put me out of my misery,” she orders.
I grin and kiss her lips.
“Woah, Dad. You bonin’ Beau?”
“Boy, what did I tell you about talking like that around women?”
“Not to do it, but you and Papaw Torch say it all the time. So, I don’t see why I can’t.”
“Because I’ve told you not to. Besides, Beau is special to me. I don’t want you talking that shit because what I have with her is important. We’ve talked enough about that, so you know what it means.”
“She is?” Ty asks, surprise on his face as he looks over at Beau. She’s blushing such a deep red that it wouldn’t surprise me if she didn’t spontaneously combust.
Beau shakes her head. “We’re friends?—”
“She is. We’re going to move in together,” I announce, not giving her a chance to try and back out of a damn thing.
“Hunter!”
“Do you have a problem with that, Ty?” I ask, figuring I’m handling this all wrong, but plowing ahead anyway. It’s betterto see what I’m facing now rather than later. Whatever my kid’s objections might be, I’ll fix them. He needs to know that I’m not letting this chance with Beau pass me by.
“Fuc—” he stops talking with a grimace. “Sorry Beau. I mean, heck no, Dad. Beau’s awesome. Besides all the boys at school will be jealous cause my dad’s girlfriend is a MILF.”
“Oh my God,” Beau exhales. The two guys standing there burst out laughing and I can’t help but join in. Beau socks me in the stomach.
“Umpf,” I gasp. Damn she can hit hard. I rub my stomach, still wincing.
“This isnotfunny, Hunter!”
“It kind of is.”
