“I suppose you saw your mother?”
“Yep.”
“So you know,” she sighs.
“Yep.”
Her head comes up and she glares at me. “Is that all you have to say? Yep?”
“I love you, Posy. I’m an idiot and I love you.”
“You’re an idiot because you love me?” Her mouth falls open and she stares at me, daggers in her stormy gray eyes.
“No. I’m an idiot because I almost let you get away from me.”
“You left me. And you wouldn’t talk to me,” she mutters under her breath, trying to pull back from me.
But I move in until I finally have her settled against me. Her heart is beating so fast. Her pretty eyes turn up to me and there are tears there. Tears that I caused.
My gut clenches. “I fucked up. I hurt you. I didn’t mean to but when we made love I hurt you. And the sound of your voice when you yelped? It almost killed me. I was so damn ashamed of what I did…how rough I was that I couldn’t even look you in the eye. I was an animal.”
She shakes her head and smiles. My heart races. “You were not. Or if you were I loved every minute of it.”
My brow lifts and I smirk at her. “Really? Because I’d be happy to show you how much better the second time can be?”
Rolling her eyes, she fingers the collar of my shirt. “I’m sorry, Sugar. I wish to god I’d just talked to you about it.”
She rolls her lips and mock-glares at me. “Me too.” Then her smile fades. “Are you sure this isn’t just some misguided sense of honor since you already know I’m pregnant?”
“Nope. Ask my family. I’ve been a bear since I left. I missed you so damn much. It broke me staying away from you but I didn’t know how to tell you how sorry I was that I hurt you.”
“Stop saying that!” She swats my shoulder and then she leans up on her toes and kisses my cheek. “I love you too, Stone. So damn much.”
“Wanna go home and I’ll show you how much I missed you?”
Her brow lifts and she eyes the rope on the saddle. “What’s the rope for?”
“I can show you that too.”
She laughs and it’s like the sun comes back out.
She turns the car around and I jump on Honey and turn her head towards Posy’s little house.
Once inside, I slam her into the door and lift her hands over her head, holding them with one hand while my other roves her soft curves.
“Meow.”
Breaking free, I stare down at the little cockblocker at my feet. Posy laughs and picks her up and tucks her into a little bed with a blanket. “You stay there. I’ll be back soon.”
“Not that soon,” I mutter under my breath, following her to her bedroom and closing the door behind us.
And suddenly I’m scared. Worried that I’ll hurt her. Again.
She comes to me and pulls at my belt, ripping me out of my thoughts and back to the present. To her.
Pulling my shirt loose, she slips a hand inside my boxer briefs and cradles my balls.
Groaning, I pull away. “You’re killing me. I need you so much, Sugar. I love you.”
