Page 55 of You're My Person - For Always

"I should get over to the bar."

"Take the rest of the day off."

"But—"

"Don't argue." He gave her a reassuring squeeze. "You can help me deal with Zora."

"She's your mom." She wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Yeah." He frowned at the house. "Yet, I have no idea how to deal with having a mom in my life."

"Count yourself lucky." She leaned into him. "You're doing everything right by not shutting her out of your life. I think she appreciates having the freedom to come to the house. She was heading this way when she twisted her ankle."

He kissed the top of her head. His mom's arrival only reminded him that he and Zane needed to put another visit in with Dad. Once they got the girls to the prison to visit with Tom Pruitt aka Burt Shay, it would be time to settle down with dear ol' Dad and find out what the fuck was going on with him and Zora.

Chapter Twenty Five

Kenna

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"Morning," Kenna murmured.

Kingsley peeled open his eyes, blinking into the soft glow of the sun filtering through the curtains. She stood in the doorway, anxious and jittery.

"I brought you coffee." She approached the bed.

"You're up early," he said, his voice a sleepy rasp. "We don't have to leave until nine o'clock."

She sat on the edge of the bed. "I couldn't sleep. I have too much on my mind."

They were all four going to the state prison. Zane and River. Kingsley and her. She was finally going to see her dad.

Kingsley studied her. She dropped her gaze, uncomfortable with spilling her feelings. It was apparent that she was scared.

He cupped her cheek, turning her toward him. His hungry gaze made her stomach flip.

Setting the mug on the dresser, he said, "Come here and let me show you everything will be okay."

Her pulse quickened. She knew that tone. The one that signaled a shift from their usual conversation to something deeper.

She leaned over, and he flipped her across his body and onto the bed, leaning over her and capturing her mouth. His kiss was anything but gentle. It was as if he had planned to devour her.

Kenna wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer. The fierce ache building inside of her all night when she thought about today's visit became a hunger only he couldappease. She needed him desperately. Nothing like the slow, sweet love they made last night. She needed that emptiness eating away inside of her filled with Kingsley's support and love.

She kissed him frantically, hands roaming over his bare skin. Her shirt was the first to go, tossed aside before he hooked his thumbs into the sides of her panties, dragging them off her hips.

She pulled back. Kingsley's eyes devoured her. She ran her hands over the sculpted muscles of his chest. His tattoos told stories of his past and his loyalty to Gem Haven.

He was beautiful and rugged, and so dedicated to everyone and everything in his life. But with her, he made her heart pound twice as fast.

He pulled away from her, grabbed a condom off the dresser, and sat on the side of the bed. She crawled around him and climbed onto his lap, straddling his legs as she lowered herself to his thighs.

The heat of his cock branded her, searing her skin. She could feel him pressing against her pussy. A surge of arousal flooded her, wetting the core of her.

He cupped her face, kissing her. Soft pants heated her face.

"I need you, Kenna. Right now," he whispered.

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