Page 177 of Giddy Up, Daddy

“Name them.”

“Three margaritas. Spread out over a few hours, and I ate a huge dinner tonight.”

“That fucking idiot Leon acted like he was buying you Long Islands all night or top-shelf vodka.”

“It wasn’t much of a tab.”

“So, you’re serious? Three drinks and nothing else?”

“Only three. I promise.”

He scanned my face as if looking for a tell. “If we have sex right now? Then we’re together. Alden wants that. It’s all he’s been wanting. So, we'll figure out a way to move forward. But understand that it also means wearein a dynamic.”

“I’m listening, Wyatt.”

“I hope you are. Tomorrow after breakfast, you’re getting your ass toasted for the antics you pulled tonight. Knowing I’m serious, do you want to continue?”

I fretted on my bottom lip in between my teeth. No, I wasn’t sure we’d be great in a relationship, but it didn’t mean we wouldn’t. Wyatt had proved himself tonight. A huge first step in showing me that he took us seriously. Maybe he wasn’t ready before, but it sure seemed like he meant business now. Was it fair for me to hold his past against him when I had one of my own? If I was honest, doing so was exhausting, and giving him a chance felt like the good kind of risk.

“I’ve never had a Daddy.”

“Well, now you can have two,” he said, chuckling before his tone dropped lower. “What do you say, my little galloping goddess? Will you be my girl—our girl?”

Nodding, I threw my arms around him. “I might have been using your past as a bullshit reason not to get into an actual relationship with you both.”

Wyatt smacked my right asscheek hard enough to make me jump.

“If you start pulling threads, they’ll unravel. The reasons don’t matter anymore, baby. We’re doing this. The three of us.”

“Alden won’t like you having made that decision instead of him.”

Wyatt grinned. “He’ll get over it. Mmm. We can…”

“Have sex in his bed?”

“Naughty girl.”

“Knowing that we finally stopped fighting each other and decided to–?”

“Consummate?”

I giggled as Wyatt lifted me up into his arms, my legs hooking around his waist as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “That’s the word I meant! Consummate our relationship. He’ll get a kick out of it.”

“Actually, I think he will.”

“Do you think he went off in the woods somewhere on sabbatical? You haven’t given me any details.”

“I don’t know where he’s off to. But he’ll be back in a few days. We’ll plan dinner and dessert. A little welcome home party.”

“Sounds like a good plan. He’ll be so happy.”

“Yes, I think he will. And you know what would make me happy right now?”

“Hm? Tell me what would make you happy right now.” I kissed his non-injured cheek.

“Worshiping your pussy until you come all over my tongue.”

His quiet promise loaded with naughty words drove the heat level up higher. He carried me into Alden’s bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us.

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