She drags her lips between her teeth, her tell that she’s thinking.
A fucking sexy tell at that, but I don’t say anything. Not when she needs space.
But apparently, space isn’t what she needs because my crazy girl launches herself at me. Her legs wrapping around my waist and her arms around my shoulders as my hands go to her ass. “I love it. When can we move in and get started?”
“We don’t have a kitchen, crazy woman.”
“We don’t cook anyway. You bring home takeout.”
“Good point.” I drag her lip between mine and press my head to hers. “Want to christen the bedroom?”
“Yes.”
Fuck . . . I love my wife.
DELANEY
Fuck till death. You’re mine in this life, and I might just chase your ass down and find you in the next one too.
—Delaney’s Secret Thoughts
Badass Book Club
Jamie
What’s this shit you’ve got us reading this time, Dillan?
Dillan
It’s called a why choose.
Hendrix
It’s called a gang bang.
Kaleigh
It really isn’t. Just trust us. It’s super hot.
Ryker
The dude’s share her? Sorry. Hard pass. I’m not sharing my wife with anyone.
Lexie
We’re aware big guy. We’ve barely seen her sinceyou married her.
Dillan
You never did share well.
Lucky
I don’t get it. Do you want to be shared, Lex? Gotta tell you, no chance it’s happening, but seriously, I’m confused.
Kaleigh
Oh my God, children. It’s called fiction. Not reality. We get it. No sharing the wives. Now can we just read the book.