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He does something magical with his tongue which has me squeezing my eyes shut as my thighs shake and I lose my grip on reality. I’m floating in a sea of pleasure I’ve never felt before.

“That’s right,” he praises as my body is wracked by my orgasm, “give it to me. I want it all.”

And I fucking do. Because he owns me and I’m just along for the ride at this point. I wouldn’t change a thing.

CHAPTER 9

WALKER

It’s been a week since Morgan decorated my home for the holidays and I’m grateful as hell that she’s been in my bed every night since then. There’s no way that I can go without her at this point. I’m addicted to her and have never slept as well as I have in the last week.

It’s all her. Her magic. Her touch. Her care.

It’s woven into every aspect of my life and is everything I knew it would be and didn’t even know I wanted before I met her.

This is the last week Morgan is working before winter break. I wish I could take some time off while she’s off, but it isn’t possible. I’m still going to do everything I can to make sure I spend all the time I can with my woman.

She’s falling for me, even if she hasn’t admitted it to herself. Every time I’m around her, I know my feelings deepen andI think the same is true for her. I don’t think I’ll make it to Christmas before I’m blurting out how deeply I love her. I desperately want her to be ready to hear it when it happens.

The thought of going home to her has me moving faster to finish up some paperwork at the station. Am I rushing through it? Maybe a little. But you won’t catch me saying it out loud.

Once I’m done, I sit back in my chair and breathe a sigh of relief. With a glance at my watch, I grin because I’m getting out on time. While covering the Christmas Market this week a few shifts have run over.

Not tonight.

I look up and almost groan when I see Jared coming my way with fire in his eyes and determination etched on his features. We’ve been avoiding each other ever since that breakfast, but I have a feeling that is coming to an end right now.

It would not be a good look for me to stand up and run from him. He would think I’m scared of him. I’m not.

He tries to intimidate me by towering over me once he reaches me, but all I do is cross my arms across my chest.

“I heard you took my sister home from The Range last weekend when I picked up a shift and couldn’t be there,” the accusation in his voice, as if I did something wrong, has me bristling.

“And if I did?”

He narrows his eyes, but I’m not going to take the bait. We’ve both been clear about where we stand. I’m not going to back down and it’s his choice to stand firm or accept what is inevitable in this situation.

Maybe he doesn’t realize what’s at stake. His potential ignorance and the fact that he’s a fellow officer and the brother of the woman I love is why I’m not in his face right now to tell him where to shove it.

But a man can only be pushed so far.

Jared’s shoulders slump and he runs a hand over his jaw. “Look man,” he tries a new approach since coming at me strong hasn’t worked for shit, “I realize that Morgan is a beautiful girl, but I won’t have her taken advantage of.”

I arch an eyebrow while trying to keep my shit under control. “First of all,” it’s a struggle to keep my voice neutral, “Morgan is a woman, a grown adult. I don’t appreciate the implication that she’s stupid or easily manipulated.”

“She’s naïve,” he growls. “It makes her an amazing first grade teacher, but she can be clueless about certain things.”

Anger pumps through my body, desperate for an outlet. I stand up suddenly, hating that Jared sees his sister this way.

I get right in his face, no longer giving a fuck about being in the middle of the station. “The fact that you would say something so ridiculous and untrue about your own sister is disgusting,” I seethe, forcing the words out through my clenched teeth.

He scoffs and glances away, but I catch the guilt in his eyes before he does. I shake my head slowly, trying to understand his need to protect his sister. Jade might be my best friend, but she was also more; if I thought someone was going to hurt her then I would step in. Still, I wouldn’t denigrate her in order to do it.

I’m just glad Morgan’s not here to hear Jared and his bullshit.

“You’re just pissed because it’s you who is taking advantage of her,” he tries to deflect, but I see him.

“Jared,” there’s a warning in my voice, “you need to take a step back and really think about what you’re doing and saying. Morgan is a grown woman even though she is your sister. I’ve worked with you and have shown you I’m a good guy. I never picked up anyone whenever we went out to The Range. I’m not some ruffian or something who swept into town looking for some unsuspecting woman to manipulate.”

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