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“What? That’s crazy.” She laughs. “Besides—”

“Besides nothing.” I growl under my breath and step toward her, blocking her into the corner of the porch and against the wall. “Stay.”

She bites back a smile and lifts her gaze to mine. “Yeah, this isn’t wildly impulsive or anything. I can’t stay, Gentry. We don’t know each other, not really. Plus, I have rent, a job, and a life in California. I can’t throw it all away on a whim. Not to mention that my mother just died. I’m not in any position to be making major life decisions. I’m pretty sure the internet has warned me about that.”

I know I’m not thinking straight, but being this close to her, it’s hard to imagine separating again.

She glances away. “Maybe this was a bad idea. You should go.”

“No.” My tone is low and graveled.

“Cute, but move.” Her eyes roll. “Clearly, we’re both acting like crazy people tonight. Move please so I can scrub you from my brain for good this time.”

She shifts to the side, but I block her. I’m not sure why the fuck I’m blocking her, but I can’t walk away from this again. My body won’t let me.

“Tell me you don’t want to come back to Rugged Mountain. Tell me you don’t want the small-town life with the little B&B. Tell me you don’t want a house full of kids with me. Tell me you don’t want that, and I’ll leave. I’ll walk away and you’ll never hear from me again. Promise.”

“You want kids?” She stares up at me through long lashes.

“I want kids withyou.”

“What? What are you even saying, Gentry?”

I nod as her gaze softens. “I want a life with you, Kelly. The whole thing. A home, your dreams, a family. I want to be here to hold you right now, to wipe away your tears, to make life easier. My only caveat is that it’s for good.”

“For good?”Her tone is soft as the light on the porch flickers.

I land my hand on her chin and raise her gaze upward. “I mean you’re mine. The second I come in that tight little pussy, you belong to me. I won’t let you go, princess. Not ever. So, I need you to be sure of what you want because I’m not fucking around.”

“You’re not kidding… are you?” She’s a bit breathless as she speaks.

I shake my head. “No. Tell me you belong to me, and I’ll make all your dreams come true. If it’s the B&B or going back to California, whatever it is, we’ll figure it out.”

My brothers will be fine without me… or they won’t. Either way, the thought of living without Kelly for a second longer is too much to bear.

“You’ll get sick of me and you’ll regret changing your life. You need time to think—”

“All I’ve had is time to think. We don’t have to think about this. We can do what feels right.”

She glances away and back again. “And then what?”

“Then, I make your dreams come true.”

“And what do you get from this scenario?”

I laugh, and lean into her forehead, kissing her gently. “I get everything I’ve ever wanted.”

Her brows narrow. “So let me get this straight. I rub you right and you make my dreams come true… like a genie?” She bites back a grin.

“Yeah,” I laugh. “I guess that’s what I’m saying. You on board, or do I have to go back in my lamp?”

Her hand lands on my cock and she strokes me back to life. “No. Please don’t go back in your lamp. I need a kiss.”

“Is that an official wish?”

She nods and tips up onto her toes, brushing her soft mouth against mine as her hand stays firm on my dick. “I have another wish too.”

“What’s that, princess?”

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