Page 48 of Knot That Difficult

When I finally pull away, her pupils are blown, and her lips are swollen from kissing. She pants against my mouth, breathing heavily.

I step back, knowing if we continued, my hand would be under her dress, feeling the slick between her legs.

I wouldn’t stop. I would fuck her right here against her apartment door like a madman, and that’s not how she deserves to be treated.

“Good night, Devyn,” I pant. “Sleep well.”

She blinks, as if in a trance.

“Good night!” she squeaks, digging her keys out of her clutch and unlocking the door. She hurries inside and shuts it quickly behind her.

I sigh and stare at her closed door, trying to process what the hell just happened.

Then, when I return to my car, I find one of Ace’s old sweatshirts in my backseat. I smell it, then sink my teeth into it, desperate to relieve some tension.

I give my boyfriend’s sweatshirt a mating bite.

The next five days are going to be absolute torture.

9

BEN

I finishup in the shower, rinsing out the shampoo from my hair.

I ended up coming home a bit early so I could be here before Devyn came home from her date.

I’m proud of her for not bailing on Connor.

Whatever happened tonight, no matter what the outcome is, I need to be there for her.

Hopefully, it went well. The last thing I want to see is her coming home heartbroken, and I don’t want to have to use my detective skills to ruin Connor’s life.

River would jump at the chance, of course. He’s almost as protective of Devyn as I am, and with one call, Connor’s entire coffee franchise would crumble.

Hopefully, it won’t come to that.

I don’t even think Devyn realizes how many people love her besides me. Skylar’s pack is ready to defend her at any time, and April’s pack is powerful and influential enough to getanythingdone, no questions asked.

Tammy, April’s mother, sees her as another daughter.

I don’t know what it will take for Devyn to see it, though. I know how badly she wants a family.

She has it with me, and she finally is starting to believe it, at least.

The door unlocks just as I’m stepping out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around my waist.

“Dev?” I call, throwing on black sweatpants to greet her. “Is that you, babe?”

There’s the sound of her dropping her keys and purse on the kitchen counter, then hurried footsteps. The door to our bedroom bursts open, and a whirlwind of pink and blonde attacks me. Her lips crash against mine, and I let out a muffledoomphin surprise.

“I’m guessing it went well?” I chuckle against her lips, but her hungry eyes are staring at my chest as she runs her hands down my abs.

She’s panting, her beautiful face flushed and her lips swollen.

“It went well,” she breathes, kissing me again. “So well, Ben. It was so good?—”

“Damn,” I hiss against her lips. “You smell so sweet, Dev. You’re soaking wet, aren’t you?” I trace my fingers up her thigh and gather the slick that’s spilling from her panties. “Holy shit, baby.Fuck.”

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