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She blinked. “With my brother in the house?”

I tilted my head. “Too weird?”

She picked up her hand and pinched her fingers together. “Maaaaybe just a smidge.”

I dipped down and nuzzled my nose against hers. “What about a nice naked cuddle then?”

She clicked her lips. “I’ve fallen for that trick before.”

I had to swallow back a growl. I didn’t like the idea of her being with others. She was mine. “It’s nothing to fall for. Some kissing. Maybe a nice hot shower together. A meal in bed. Definitely some sleep.”

She smiled. “Definitely food and sleep.”

I dipped my lips a bit closer to her, but paused. If she didn’t want her brother seeing, or anyone else for that matter, I’d oblige since it kept me at her side. But I wanted the world to know that she was mine. I wanted the world to know that she had my soul by the balls.

Pickle breath and all.

When she reached her face up and captured my lips, I banded my other arm around her. I lifted her up until her legs attempted to wrap around my torso, though they’d never fully reach. She was so tiny in my arms. Like a doll, almost. A doll I wanted to dress up, and dress down, and feed, and take care of so long as she wanted me around.

Our lips finally broke apart, and I already missed her.

“Ready to face the bells?” I asked.

She pressed her face into the crook of my neck. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Come on,” I said as I patted her ass softly. “Let’s get you inside. I’m sure you could use a shower.”

“You and me both,” she muttered.

When I turned back to her front porch, there was a gathering of both The Iron Battalion and The Devil’s Legion on the porch. Cap stood there, grinning, as he began slow clapping, and it didn’t shock me one fucking bit when Wrecker and Ghost joined the fray. I chuckled and shook my head, holding Anna to me like a sleeping child as we made our way to the front porch.

King growled out from somewhere on the porch. “If you hurt her, I’m going to kill you.”

“But what if I like pain, Kay?” Anna said cheekily.

I heard a couple of the guys bark with laughter, and I couldn’t help but to swat her ass playfully. “You’re gonna get my ass beat.”

“Does that mean you’ll spank me after.”

“Anna!” King barked.

I couldn’t help but laugh. And when she laughed with me, somehow I knew things would be all right. Did we have some things to navigate? Sure. Did we have kinks to work out? Absolutely, with every single pun intended. The idea of spanking that jiggly ass of hers while taking her from behind was an image that seared itself into my brain as we walked through her home, heading for the bedroom she was stuffed into at the back.

I didn’t like the fact that she gave up her room to someone else. But then again, she had a heart of gold tucked beneath her hardened exterior.

Like me.

Eventually, the laughter and the sounds from the guys faded into the background. I slipped into the room she temporarily stayed in and kicked the door closed behind me. I wanted her more than life itself. I had to resist the urge to turn her around and pin her to the door just so I could feel her staked around my cock again.

“Shower?” she asked as she picked her head up and graced me with that beautiful face of hers.

I kissed both of her cheeks. “Whatever you wish, Anna-mine.”

She hummed softly. “I love it when you call me that.”

I love you.“Good.”

As quickly as the thought popped up, I shoved it away. Holy fucking hell, I wasn’t ready to spit those words out. But if this was what love felt like, then sign me the fuck up. I stayed away from the concept my entire life. From the moment I enlisted into the Air Force, I knew I was here for a good time, not a long time. But I was nearing forty years old. Two and a half years, and I’d hit a milestone that twenty-something-year-old me never would’ve dreamt of ever seeing.