Page 96 of Love Me

“Agreed.. Definitely thought that’d be Sawyer or Dallas.”

“And, Hannah,” he tsks, shaking his head in mock disappointment. “A respected member of our community, her second offense I hear,” he playfully chastises.

“Wow, Reid Knight, I didn’t know you had a joking side. Good to know, Drogo. Now, kindly get Owen to let us out.”

“I don’t know, you two seem pretty lawless. Maybe we should leave you overnight.”

“I swear I will poison your food and drink if you two don’t let me out of here right now,” Hannah scolds, her face twisted into a scowl.

“You really shouldn’t be threatening a police officer, Han,” Reid continues to taunt.

“Yeah? And you guys really shouldn’t be playing with the girl who handles your precious coffee and sweet treats. I’ve got shit to do, let me out.”

Owen shrugs and opens the door for us to leave, and I take Hannah’s hand in mine and follow Reid outside.

“Heard you got a good punch in, Hannah. Proud of you. Don’t know Levi well, but he’s a worthless piece of shit for what he’s done to you and Charlie.”

“Thanks. He can go to hell. I’m so done with that asshole.”

Reid drops us off in front of Bean Haven where she unlocks the front door. The lights are all turned off, and I flick the lock behind us as Hannah walks through the main area and into the back kitchen. She fiddles with some items, trying to keep herself busy. I’m sure her brain is going a mile a minute right now with a colorful assortment of what-ifs.

“Baby.”

She continues to flit around the kitchen, reaching for a mixing bowl and pulling ingredients out. Her pretty face would appear stoney and focused to an onlooker, but I know her better than anyone else. She’s working on autopilot, but her thoughtsare somewhere else, spiraling into different scenarios and outcomes.

“Baby. Talk to me.”

After a fleeting moment, she meets my eyes from across the kitchen, her pretty brown irises wild and stormy. Fuck, I wish I could fix this for her. I can’t face the terror that would come if Charlotte had been taken from school by Levi. Not that I think he would ever hurt her, but she’s a barely four-year-old little girl, and being taken away by someone who has only seen her a handful of times would be terrifying, and Hannah would feel it on a completely different level.

Her face sinks slightly as she speaks and my heart pounds in my chest, a heady mix of anger over the situation and sympathy.

“What if he had taken her, bear? What if he took her and refused to give her back? If he was just a part of her life, this would be a different story, but he’s a goddamn stranger to her! I tried so hard for so long! She was never on his radar, never a priority. What kind of parent misses their child’s birthday party? Today had nothing to do with seeing Charlotte and everything to do with me.”

I let her vent her frustrations but my mood simmers as she does. Levi isn’t going to do shit. Right now, he’s running with his tiny tail between his legs back to Seattle. I’m sure it won’t be long before his current fuckbuddy realizes what a piece of shit he is, and Hannah and Charlie’s situation will rinse and repeat. He came all the way down here to piss Hannah off because he said he was going to. Think it’s a fair assumption he won’t repeat that mistake.

I let her calm down before talking some sense into her, knowing that she won’t see reason until she’s ready to.

“I really hate him. But damn it felt so good to punch his stupid,smug face.”

I laugh. “Right?”

“Sooo fucking good.”

“I know it scared you, but he isn’t coming back. And if he does, we’ll get a lawyer and do things the right way. Today was just Levi flexing, and I think he learned real quick we’re not fucking around. I’m not going to let him hurt my girls. We’ll go down to the school and make sure they’re aware of the situation and just wait it out for now. Trust me. He’s not coming back.”

Her shoulders finally relax as she nods and vocalizes her agreement with me. Feeling confident everything is going to be okay, I want to do what I can to help her decompress—in a way that only I can.

Coming up behind her, my hands find their home at her trim waist, gently pulling her ass flush against the top of my thighs, my rapidly hardening dick pressing against her lower back. Brushing her hair to the side off one shoulder, I lean my head into her neck, taking a deep inhale of her sweet, vanilla scent, filling my lungs with her. Hannah’s hands stay firmly rooted in front of her, bracing on the counter as she arches her back and presses her ass into me.

I run my hand slowly from the base of her spine up to the center of her shoulder blades, guiding her to lay flat on the counter.

“Tell me what you want,” I ask as I slowly work her pants down over her ass and thighs. My hands glide up her soft skin, lifting the perky cheeks of her ass and gripping them tightly in my hands.

“Mmm. Fuck me, Liam. I want you inside me.”

“Anything for you, beauty.”

Dropping to my haunches, I grab onto her ass and spread her wide, sinking my face right between her legs. My tongue laps at her slit, finding her already primed and ready for me. Using two fingers, I rim her tight little pussy before slidingthem in, the lewd sounds from her arousal and the intrusion filling the quiet space of the kitchen making my cock leak with precum. She’s so goddamn sexy. Removing my fingers, I slide up to her little ass, loving that she’s let me play here, wondering if I’ll ever be able to fuck that tight hole. She moans and pushes back against me, and it’s my breaking point.

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