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His warm breath, then the touch of his tongue, unleashed a maelstrom of need. His tongue and teeth waged an assault against her senses, sweeping her away until she was shaking in release. She might have even seen stars.

As she came down, she glanced at Cannon. His satisfied grin as he trailed kisses across her mound and up her abdomen had her grinning back.

“Pretty satisfied with yourself?” Jesse asked.

“I consider it a win if my woman screams my name as she comes.”

“I didn’t scream,” Jesse protested.

“Oh, you may not remember but there was definitely screaming. But we’re not arguing about it.” He’d kissed up to her lips while they were talking. He’d notched himself at her entrance. He’d also somehow put the condom on. He’d definitely made her lose her senses if she missed that.

Cannon stared into her eyes again. She loved how he gave her his full attention.

“Forever and ever,” he said.

She nodded. “Until the end of time.”

Cannon took his time filling her, making her experience every second of his possession. Once he was all the way in, he paused to look at her. He cocked his eyebrow. Oh that eyebrow. It could mean so many things, but today wasare you okay?

She nodded and slid her legs around his hips, then grasped his biceps. Then he started a dance with their bodies that she looked forward to having forever with the man she loved. Did it mean so much more because of the hills and valleys they’d gone through? She didn’t know, she just knew the man she loved was inside her. Then he hit that spot inside her multiple times and the wave that had been building broke over her. Cannon followed her immediately after yelling her name.

His heaviness on top of her and the smell of him was something she would never take for granted after almost losing him.

He lifted himself up a little and rolled to the side. Taking care of the condom, he tied it off and put it in a plastic bag. Then he pulled a wet washcloth from another bag and wiped between her legs and then himself. He scooted back over beside her and tugged her head to his shoulder.

She snuggled closer, sliding her hand to his chest. Maybe this should be their new date night. No children and no people bugging them. But then again, if they used it too much, someone else would see it, and it would become everyone’s place. Maybe they’d just use it for anniversaries.

“I had a question about the wedding,” Cannon whispered.

“Okay,” Jesse replied.

“You know I don’t have any love for my father after what he did. I don’t care if my name continues. What would you think about me taking the Franks name when we marry? That way there would still be Franks sisters as the girls got older.”

Jesse sat up and looked at Cannon lying beside her. “Is that why you had Franks on the girls’ birth certificates? I thought they’d messed up but didn’t want to upset you.”

“Well, are you mad, or do you like it?”

Jess smiled, then leaned over and kissed Cannon. “I’m ecstatic. Do we have time for me to show you how happy I am?”

Cannon nodded, and Jesse nibbled his ear. Time to thank her soon-to-be husband.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Jesse walked into the security meeting with Cannon, which was being held in the MC clubhouse’s council room. They’d brought the girls because everyone wanted to attend the meeting. Besides, Sarah had texted her that she had an update on Cannon’s dad too. Jesse had debated how she was going to broach the subject, then decided to contact Cannon’s therapist. He’d indicated he would be available if Cannon needed to talk and agreed that having his family around was a good time to listen to the news.

War plucked Ginny out of Cannon’s arms before he’d barely got in the room and then Bear was heading toward her. She handed him Rissa and giggled as she took a seat.

War walked to the table and took a seat. She was positive the men weren’t where they usually sat in council, but the room was full. A lot of the men were standing.

“Let’s quiet down. We have a lot to go through today. Since Sarah, Scoop, and Remi have done a lot of the legwork on this investigation, I’ll let them update everyone.”

Scoop stepped forward. “I’ll go first. We’ve been digging into Cannon’s wreck since the investigation at the sheriff’s office seems to have stalled. Last week, a black Ford F-350 with damage along the front was found abandoned down near the creek underneath the railroad tracks bridge. Inside of the cab had been torched. However, the rest of the vehicle didn’t burn, so we were able to get a couple prints off of the gas cap. We ran them through the database and got a hit. Meet Corbin Smith, and yes, that is his real last name.”

Scoop put a picture on the screen of the man they’d known as Deputy Kerwin.

“Say what? Deputy Kerwin wasn’t really Kerwin?” Cannon’s incredulous voice asked.

“No, in fact, he has a record, so how he was able to pass the background check for the sheriff’s office we don’t know. And we have no idea why he was in town or why his prints are in the vehicle that hit you. He’s from the Dallas area. I wish we had more to go on, but we’re going to keep digging. He has to be related to something,” Sarah said.

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