Page 79 of Truce Of The Matter

“But they are here,” she sighs. “He caught me when I was just having a bad few weeks and he used my lowered self-esteem to ease his way back in and I stupidly let him.” She drops her head then slumps her shoulders. “He looked good and was saying all the right shit but his old self quickly returned the night we left the party.”

“Did he put his hands on you?” I ask, fuming at the thought.

Her head shoots up and while staring into my eyes, she quickly answers, “He tried but I didn’t let him this time. My pepper spray in his eyes and knife in his hand sent him back to Florida. I’m so sorry. So sorry. I should have never brought him to the house. Rex, please forgive me. Momma and Daddy did. Please. I miss my brothers.”

Hearing her beg is already too much so when a tear streams down her cheek, I cave. She’s my little sister and I love the hell out of her. It hurts me to see her hurting like this, so I step to her and pull her in for a hug.

“Ay, stop crying. I forgive you.”

She sighs, relieved, then sinks her head into my chest. “I love you,” she utters.

“I love you too.”

When we end our embrace, she steps back then asks, “Can you talk to Dax for me?”

“I’ll try but you’ve gotta understand how he feels.”

“I do and I’ve tried to tell him that I do but he isn’t answering me. Just talk to him, please. He listens to you.”

Not about this,I think and keep it to myself. Instead, I tell her what she wants to hear. “I’ll talk to him.”

Chapter 21

When his head pops from under the duvet, I smile then let my head collapse back on the pillow. As he inches up to my face, the final ripples of that earth-shattering orgasm pulsate through my body. Every sense is heightened and I can feel the tiny hairs on my arms stand at attention. They are saluting him for a job done well. By the time his lips meet mine, my breathing has slowed and I’m finally able to form whole and cohesive words.

“Good morning,” I say, still smiling.

“Hey, beautiful,” he says with a smirk.

“I’m pretty sure that I just woke up every person in this Bella House. They are about to kick us out early,” I tease.

“Nah. They owe us breakfast,” he says before kissing my lips then falling onto the bed beside me.

“But you just ate.”And well.I can practically still feel his warm tongue on my pussy.

“As sweet as you taste, that’s always a treat, my dessert. I need some real food. With best man duties last night, I barely ate.”

Summer is officially here and we are at the beautiful Butterfly Garden and Bella House. Dax and Chantel tied the knot lastnight in the garden and we danced the evening away in the elegant ballroom of the house. Since the rehearsal dinner was also here, we booked this suite for the weekend. Aryel is here too, in a suite with her aunt.

“You were on go all night,” I agree. “And it turned out perfectly. Chantel’s dress was everything.”

“Yeah, she walked out and Dax’s ass crumbled.”

“And seeing him like that was so beautiful. He almost made me cry but I did cry when he danced with Lyra. The way she hung on to him was special. No matter what, you can tell that y’all love each other.”

“We do. He just needed time to forgive her.”

He slides his arm under me then pulls me onto his chest. His arms envelop me and I snuggle into his warm, muscular body. I’m so comfortable and relaxed that I yawn.

“Mm, excuse me. What time is breakfast arriving? I don’t feel like putting on clothes yet.”

“And don’t. This is my favorite fit anyway,” he says as he squeezes my ass.

“I’m naked.”

“I know. My favorite. If I had my way, you would never wear clothes.”

“Then you wouldn’t be able to watch me get dressed.”

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