Page 68 of Wild Mustang Security Firm

“That’s what I was afraid of. How about if I just say ouch?”

Mac leaned down and kissed her lingeringly.

“Why don’t you let me set you up here in bed for your breakfast with a nice comfy pillow, then I’ll run you a nice bath so you can soak.”

“A hot soak is going to soothe my butt?”

“No, but I think it may help with the other sore muscles.”

“So help me, if you laugh at me…”

“Never, but don’t hold your breath waiting for an apology for last night. You deserved that spanking, and if you try a stunt like that or the one you pulled at the hospital, I’ll make sure you don’t sit down any time in the near future. Understood?”

“Yes. And for the record, Marshal McDaniel, I don’t mind the other sore muscles.”

He leaned over and kissed her again. “Good to know.”

He set the tray on the end of the bed, helped Willa with a soft pillow to sit on, then put the tray in her lap. She took a bite of French toast and savored the taste.

“I’d almost forgotten how good your French toast is. What time is it?”

“About ten. I let you sleep after we talked to John.”

“We talked to John?”

“Yes, you were a bit drowsy, told him good morning, then demanded I kiss you.”

“Did I?” She giggled. “Well, that’ll make his and Mandy’s whole day. You know they always wanted us to get together again.”

“I do, and now that we are, which makes all four of us happy, right?”

She placed her hands on either side of his face and pulled him to her.

“I’m happier than before we split up. I really do love you. I never stopped.”

“Me, either. Eat your breakfast and let me run that tub, then you can come get comfy on the couch if you like while I do some paperwork.”

Once she was done eating, he lifted and placed her gently in the tub, and she sighed contentedly. Mac left, and Willa could hear him cleaning up the breakfast dishes. When he came in to check on her, she was stepping out of the tub and looked up to see him watching her.

“See something you like, Marshal?”

He leaned against the door, grinning like a fool.

“I do indeed, and apparently, so do you.”

Mac was pointedly staring at her nipples, which were rapidly becoming hard berries. The lust dancing in his eyes told her he was interested in sucking them and putting her underneath him to writhe in pleasure.

“Don’t look at me that way. These,” she scolded, indicating her beaded peaks, “aren’t because of you. It’s chilly in here, and they’re reacting to the temperature.”

He laughed. “Then it must be awfully cold because if I opened my fly, you’d see my cock is having the same reaction.”

She giggled, launching herself at him, and he caught her easily, kissing her thoroughly.

“I don’t remember you giggling so much. I like it.”

“I’ve never been this happy. That’s so stupid. Some guy tries to kidnap me, another one shoots me, you beat my ass, fuck me until I can barely walk, and I’m giddy. That’s so wrong on so many levels.”

Mac held her close. “Nothing about us being together is wrong. The only wrong we ever did was splitting up.”

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