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“Damn right it is,” Griffin affirms.

His parents get a good chuckle out of his response.

“Well, I do hope you’re being a great muse for Layken’s writing, Griff,” his mom says. “Especially if she’s writing about hockey.” He glances at me and I can’t help but think back to last night and asking him to help me with the whole doorway lean thing.

That was hot.

And I loved every minute of it.

And I absolutely wrote all about it.

I reach up and pat his cheek. “It’s nice to know I have him around whenever I have technical questions.”

“Alwaysupfor the challenge,” he answers, passing me a wink.

And now I’m not so sure he’s still talking about my books.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

GRIFFIN

Iknew they would love her.

I knew the moment they met Layken they would instantly adore her and shower her with love and kindness. Hopefully she genuinely feels it because even when the day comes that I have to tell my parents the truth about us, I know without a shadow of a doubt they’ll continue to love her and welcome her into their home regardless of my mistakes or shortcomings.

Who wouldn’t love Layken, anyway? She’s one hundred percent kind with a side of gorgeous and a sneaky hint of sexy. Just enough to make me think dirty fun thoughts about her.

I already know she’s got a fucking sexy body. That much I remember from our wedding night, but I still have no idea what she sounds like when she comes.

Had I not interrupted her in the tub the other night I could’ve found out, but it wouldn’t have been the same. The more time I spend around Layken, the more I want to be the reason for her to make any noise at all. Thinking about it now, the mere thought of some other guy touching her, pleasuring her, making her body hum makes my stomach turn.

“You okay, Griff?” Mom asks as she dips her hands into the soapy water of the kitchen sink.

I clear my throat. “Hmm? Yeah. Sorry. Zoned out there for a minute.”

Layken catches my eye and I give her a reassuring smile.

Yes, wife. I’m good.

Just thinking about your sexy body and what I’d like to do with it if given another chance.

Please Lord Jesus, give me another chance.

My dick is not broken and I really want to prove it to her.

“So, tell me, Layken,” Dad says, passing her a plate to dry.

Because that’s how Layken rolls. Sits down to dinner with my family, chums it up with Mom over book talk, and then grabs a towel to help with the dishes while Gage and I sit at the bar keeping them company.

More like looking like a couple of lazy asses.

“Did my son do a good job dating you?”

“I got the ring on her finger, didn’t I, Dad?” I joke.

“Yeah but were you romantic in taking your beautiful wife on dates like I taught you?”

Before I can even open my mouth, Layken answers, “Griffin has been the absolute best at planning dates. He’s better at it than any man I’ve ever dated.”

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