“I wanted to catch him with Harlow.” I look down at Rylee. “Yes, I did,” I say in a voice I can’t really describe. “I wanted to catch Uncle Jace red-handed, Rylee.”
“From the looks of you, I don’t think he took it too well,” Aunt Lou says.
“Nope.” I look up at her. “They’re together. They looked like they’d been together forever. It
was natural. Jace was saying something, probably telling a dumb joke, and she was laughing.” I exhale, looking over at my wife. “I’ve never seen him happier, K.”
She shakes her head. “I hope you told him we don’t approve.”
I don’t respond.
“Oh boy,” Lou says. “Let me take Rylee while you two talk.”
I hand her over and remove my hat before walking to the fridge and grabbing a beer. “I wanted to be mad at him. I was mad at him, so much so that I pushed him and then he punched me. But the way he looked at her…it’s how I look at you. I can’t be mad at that.”
“But she almost sent you to prison, Bryce. She lied to Jace and pretended to be someone else. Who does that?”
“She’s an FBI agent. She does that.”
“I can’t believe you’re defending her,” she says, shaking her head at me. I go to take a sip of my beer, but she snatches it from my hand and drinks it herself.
“If we’re being real here, then we both know I was doing something illegal. I got caught. I got out of it, and we’re all good now. I think we should move past it.”
“I just don’t see me being friends with her, Bryce. I mean, how can we trust her?” Her brow furrows in stubbornness.
“I’m not saying you have to be best friends with the girl. But I think we’ve got to try to be civil for Jace. I miss him, K. We’ve been distant for almost a year now. You know how bad that’s been bothering me. We talked more when he was in the Army, for fuck’s sake.”
She sighs and hands me my beer back before she tightens her ponytail. “Fine. I’ll do it for you and Jace, but she’s not coming here.”
Wow. I’m honestly shocked she gave in. Maybe being a mom has chilled her pigheadedness out a little bit. “Thank you,” I say.
“Whatever.” She rolls her eyes and turns around, heading into the laundry room. I follow, knowing Lou went upstairs with Rylee.
“Hey,” I say, wrapping my hand around her waist from the back.
“What are you doing?” she says on a smile, grabbing my forearm.
“Wanna have a quickie?” I murmur into her ear.
“Lou is upstairs,” she says on a hushed whisper.
“Come on. I missed you today.”
“So, you need me right now?” I rub against her so she can feel how hard I am. “I guess you do.” She turns and wraps her arms around my neck. I kiss her lips, backing her farther into the room. I lift her up and place her on the folding table.
“Hurry,” I say, breaking our kiss. I put my beer down and she undoes her pants before sliding them off.
I scoot her to the end and wet my fingers before rubbing them against her pussy. Grabbing my cock, I slide inside of her. She moans and I go faster, putting my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet.
Moments later, her legs shake, my spine prickles, and I come just as she finishes.
And I hope it’s always like this.
Chapter Sixty-One
Jace
The clouds hang low in the evening sky. A mixture of orange and bright pink as the sun falls. I slide my gloves off and toss them onto a hay bale before walking out of the barn.