Page 55 of Second Chances with my Billionaire Bosses

I crinkled my nose and made a face.

“You’re nuts.”

“For you.” He bent down and kissed the skin next to the picture of Bob. “Still convinced you’re going to give us a baby and leave?”

I wasn’t. I was stubborn, though.

“Yes.”

He sighed and moved away.

“That’s too bad.”

Arlo straightened from where he’d been leaning in the doorway. Walking over to me, he tangled his hand in my hair and tipped my head back until my throat was stretched andexposed. His teeth were sharp against the sensitive skin as he nipped me. I felt him marking me but I was wanton for it. I pressed my hips forward, seeking relief and finding none.

“Old Maxie, new Maxie, future Maxie… They’re all ours. No matter what you say, you’re ours, Max. We’re not letting you go and we all know you don’t want us to. If you thought this new look would force us to decide we didn’t want you, your plan backfired. If anything, I just want to fuck you harder and leave my mark all over your pearly skin so every man who lays eyes on you knows that you’re owned. Fight all you want for now, baby, but I’ve broken harder horses and won bigger battles. And I didn’t care about those half as much as I care about you.”

His words made me want to shout that I’d changed my mind. Maybe some women wouldn’t have liked his need to own me but it did something to me. I shuddered and gripped his shirt in my fists.

“Now get ready for the day, sweetheart. We’ve got a ranch to run.” He lightly patted my tattoo and grunted. “Next time, it’ll be our names.”

I gasped as he strode out of the bathroom and left me sitting in shock while Rhett laughed. Glaring at him, I shook my head.

“He’s not serious.”

From outside the bathroom Arlo calmly called back.

“Be careful or I’ll do it myself.”

I should’ve been horrified. I wasn’t.

CHAPTER 40

Arlo

I leaned against the porch railing and watched Maxie as she brushed out Bob’s tail. He kept flicking it back and forth, swishing it out of her hands, while doing what could only be called laughing. He kept throwing his head back with every single tooth in his head showing. Maxie struggled through it, talking to the big horse the whole time. From where I was, I couldn’t hear what she was saying but damned if I wasn’t tempted to get closer so I could.

“She’s beautiful.” Rhett stood next to me, his mouth full of a muffin Maxie had baked. “And talented. This muffin tastes amazing.”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. The pink hair, the short cut, it suited her in a way that made my mouth go dry. She was stunning. I’d nearly driven a nail through my hand earlier when she’d walked out in just a tank top over her jeans, no bra in sight. The sway of her tits, the way her nipples made the ribbed material pucker, I’d been lost.

Shep came out onto the porch and grunted.

“Never thought I’d want to be a horse so desperately.”

“At this point, I’d put on a saddle and pretend if it meant she paid me that much attention.” I realized I’d shocked them and had to laugh. “What? The woman is driving me crazy. I just—”

“What the hell?” Rhett stepped forward and scowled as we all watched a truck speeding down the drive.

I jumped over the railing and ran to Maxie, wanting to put myself between her and whoever the hell was heading our way like a bat out of hell. Bob tried to bite me when I got closer but I slapped his flank and growled at him to behave.

Maxie looked over her shoulder to see what I was scowling at and groaned.

“That’s Mills’ truck.”

I relaxed enough to reach over and tug a strand of her hair.

“Think he heard about your new style?”

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