Page 32 of Red's Revenge

It’s time for a topic change.

“So, you don’t miss New York at all?” After the company reads my email, I won’t have much to return to.

“I visit when I want, but Texas, this ranch, and that man there will forever be my home.” The smile they share holds a lifetime of memories and secrets.

I want that for me.

“You’re a fortunate woman.” I finish off all the food I was given with a content sigh.

“You could be too if you let yourself.” I’m just about to ask her what she means when the front door bangs open.

I turn to see Red hanging up his hat and a look of disappointment on his handsome face. I instantly want to wipe it away. When he looks up and sees me, I get my wish.

He’s across the room in three strides and has me up off the kitchen stool and in his arms two seconds later.

“You’re here!” Before I can answer him, his lips find mine, and suddenly, everything I need to tell him doesn’t seem so pressing.

His mother’s words float through my brain as his tongue tangles with mine. I could have this, too.

If I let myself.

Chapter Thirteen

RED

“Gaddum, Darlin’.” I rip my lips away, remembering that my parents were in the room when I first walked in and saw Cami sitting in my kitchen as if she always belonged there.

I don’t think I’ve ever thanked God for something so quickly in my life.

“We need to talk,” she says after clearing her throat and hiding her pink cheeks from my parents.

“That’s our cue, Bunny.” Pa leads Ma outta the kitchen while Kit snickers by the back door.

“Did I cut the oxygen from your brain too long? Get!” He holds up his hands and then looks directly at Cami.

“I’ll be seeing you later.” The fucker winks, and my body moves to knock him out.

“Stop.” She places a hand on my forearm, and it’s all the time Kit needs to make his escape.

“He hit you?” The outrage in her voice when she notices the bruise on my chin brings a smile to my face.

She cares!

“The fuck face you just let leave?” She bites her lip in thought and then shakes it.

“Not worth it, we really need to talk. I have information to help you save this place.” She wiggles slightly, and I groan as my cock rubs on her belly.

“Um, wanna put me down.” She points at the floor as if I don’t understand basic English.

“No.” She rolls her eyes, and I reluctantly let her go.

“Can we go somewhere private?” I nod and point to the stairs.

“Let’s go to my suite. We shouldn’t be bothered.” At least, I’m pretty sure we won’t be.

There is no telling with a house full of nosy siblings and parents who can’t help butting in. We climb the steps, and as I pass my spare room, I spot a suitcase that doesn’t belong. I halt in confusion, and she must think it’s my room.

“I am not staying in your bedroom.” I laugh and scratch my neck.

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