Custody interference.
I told Kelly it was a brief business trip.Flew to the place he was shacked up in, did what I did, and made it back home by dinner.
The need to protect my family is a marrow deep imperative.
But damn, I had to work real hard not to allow my baser instincts to take over.
And I made damn sure the message I gave Mike Stevens was crystal clear.
Come back here and your life is over.
So far?
Silence.
Which suits me just fine.
I lean back against the bleachers and finally let myself look at the woman sitting beside me.
Kelly.
My wife.
Sweet Jesus.
She’s wearing jean shorts that show off enough of her creamy thighs for it to be distracting, and a soft blue shirt that emphasizes her soft curves and brilliant eyes.Her hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail, and a pair of sunglasses is pushed up on her head.
It’s nothing fancy.
Nothing showy.
But she is still the most beautiful woman on this mountain to me.
Hell.On any mountain.
I’ve loved her longer than anyone knew.
Watched her from a distance for years like a damn fool waiting for a door to open.
And now?
Now she’s mine.
I’m so completely fucked in the head over this woman it’s not even funny.
Lord knows I’d do anything she asked.
Anything at all.
The crazy part?She doesn’t use that against me.
She just loves me back.
I brush my hand up her arm slowly until I’m cupping the back of her neck.
Possessive?Yeah, I know it is.
But I can’t help myself.
