Page 49 of The Acquisition

I lifted her up until her legs wrapped around my waist. "I'm not offended. What I am is very turned on seeing you in my clothes. I'm also relieved my sister is such a self-absorbed pain in the ass that she didn't argue about leaving her key."

"What doesn't turn you on?"

"Hmm," I thought. "I'm sure there are tons of things. However, there is nothing about you that doesn't make me hard."

I raised and lowered her against my growing erection to prove my point. "Now, you seem to be walking a little too easily. I don't think I did a good enough job last night. We're going to have to remedy that today."

NINETEEN

JANA

We spent the weekend wrapped up in each other. The only times doubt crept in were the moments of quiet. Thankfully, there weren't many of those. If we were awake, we were touching, talking, or laughing. My usually restless mind quieted down for a change in his arms. But it could have more to do with exhaustion than finding comfort in being held by him.

I found I was more worried about my outburst to Colter's sister than the fact I impulsively married my best friend's father. Sabrina told me Waverly was difficult, but I hadn't appreciated the full scope of how spoiled she was. But was she so vindictive she'd tell Evie about our marriage before we could tell her ourselves?

It was definitely something we'd have to figure out.

"Are you ready for this?" Colt asked as he stepped past me in our walk-in closet.

"What is going to be different about today? No one knows about us, and they can't until we can tell Evie," I reminded him.

His hands fell to my hips, and he turned me to face him. "I'm going to talk to Beck today."

"Let me know what he has to say. I've got to go see Evie today to go over some campaigns we've been working on. I hate keeping things from her."

Colt kissed the side of my head. "I know, I hate it too. Are you free for lunch today?"

"I'll try to be," I promised him.

"Try very hard," he said, leveling his hazel-eyed gaze on me.

He placed a set of keys in my hand and closed my fingers around them. "I don't want you riding in a cab or one of those rent-a-rides alone."

"You know I made it all the way to twenty-six without you, don't you?"

He swatted me on the ass. "Don't be a brat, or we'll end today with you over my knee."

"Promises, promises, old man," I teased him.

Beck and Evie lived only a few blocks away, but it still took about twenty minutes with morning rush hour in full swing. The doorman let me up straight away. Up until recently I didn't have much of a life and spent a lot of time here helping Evie settle in.

There's so much I wanted to tell her. Like how Colter set my blood on fire. I've never felt this way before, and I couldn't tell my best friend about it.

"What's with the long face?" she asked, snapping me out of my head.

"It's nothing. Just this mess with my dad," I lied.

"Gah, and here I am stuck on bed rest. I wish I could help you," she said.

I smiled at her. "Being here with you is helping." It would help more if I could tell her more of what I'm dealing with.

Evie was oblivious to the turmoil going on inside me. "All this will get worked out. My dad is helping you with it, isn't he?"

My heart thumped against my ribs, and my mouth went dry. "Uh, yeah. So it's dad now, huh?"

Evie shrugged. "It's weird, because he's Beck's best friend, but I've waited my whole life to find him. So, strange or not, he's my dad. Calling him Colter feels wrong."

"Well, I think you should call him daddy. You know, to really make up for lost time."

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