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“Hey, there’s no way you could have known that.”

She shakes her head and tips her forehead against my chest. “If you hadn’t found us⁠—”

“I did find you.” I make her look at me again. “Rina, I did find you. But you were doing so fucking well without me. I can’t even tell you how goddamn proud of you I am. That boy is amazing. He’s secure and strong and funny. And that’s because you made him feel secure.”

“Why did my dad know where we were and he never contacted me?”

My blood runs cold at that question.

“I’m going to find out tomorrow,” I reply. “And you need to know⁠—”

“You’re going to kill him.” She sniffs and nods. “I know.”

“Anyone who’s a threat to you and Charlie is gone. It’s that simple. I should have killed him a long fucking time ago.”

Rina takes a breath and then pulls me down to her.

“Thank you.”

“You don’t have⁠—”

She covers my lips with her finger.

“Yes. I do. Thank you for everything. For this amazing house that I’ll be more excited about tomorrow, and for finding us.”

I can’t resist her perfect lips. I cover her mouth with mine and sink into her, rolling her onto her back and nestling myself in the cradle of her pelvis as I brace myself on either side of her shoulders.

At some point, she shed the sweats she was wearing, and I can feel her heat against my cock.

“Carson,” she whispers. “I need you.”

I’m not a good man.

Should I wait until her emotions have leveled out and she’s not sleepy?

Probably.

But I’ll be fucked if that’s what I’m going to do.

I nibble my way down her neck to her breasts and feel her stiffen, just the way she did on the porch.

My sunshine is insecure about her body.

And that’s going to change right now.

“Your tits are fucking spectacular,” I growl before pulling her nipple into my mouth and sucking hard, making her gasp. “They always were, but fuck, how did they get better?”

She huffs out a laugh as her hands dive into my hair. “You don’t have to lie to me.”

“Call me a liar again,” I say as I move to the other breast and suck her into my mouth. “And I’ll edge you all fucking night long.”

She gasps when I glide my hand up her inner thigh to her pussy. I groan and rest my forehead on her chest.

“Fuck, you’re already wet for me, baby.”

“Carson,” she whispers, her hips moving in a circle of invitation.

Rather than pull her panties down, I rip them in two, then shimmy down the bed and fucking feast on her.