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Wrapping his arms around my waist, he hugs me tight, burying his face into the crook of my neck and breathing me in. “Fuck, I love you so damn much, baby.”
“I love you,” I murmur into his shoulder, breathing him in. “More than?—”
A loud bang comes from the door cutting off my words, and both Dallas and I freeze, gaping at one another.
“Can y’all hurry up and finish fucking,” an unfamiliar female voice sounds through the door. “There’s, like, five of us waiting to pee!”
My eyes widen as I gape up at Dallas. I want to die. I’m half naked, my tights are torn, and I’m covered in my own cum. But he just laughs and squeezes me a little tighter.
And I do love him. More than I’ve ever loved anyone. And it’s amazing and beautiful and terrifying all at the same time.
CHAPTER 39
EMILY
My knee bounces as Dallas drives across the bridge, my heart in the back of my throat. And just when I thought he was oblivious to my inner turmoil, singing along to some old Merle Haggard song, he reaches across and squeezes my thigh. I glance at him to see him smirking to himself, eyes still focused on the road ahead as he says, “Breathe, Goldie.”
Easy for him to say. He has no idea the chaos he’s about to enter into. He’s not related to my parents.
“My mom is going to make such a big deal about it.” I groan, burying my face in my hands. “And my dad will probably take you out to the garage. Oh, God…”
Dallas chuckles, his hand rubbing circles over my thigh. “Baby. It’s fine.”
As Dallas follows the navigation system into the Shore Acres neighborhood, my thundering heart eases some, as it always does whenever I come home. But as we turn onto my parents’ street and pull up to the curb, my eyes narrow when I spot a familiar SUV parked in the drive. You have got to be kidding me. Before I can say anything, like “step on the gas and drive,” the front door flies opens and my mother, my sister,and my sister-in-law appear on the porch, cocktails in hand, waving at us as they rush excitedly down the front steps. Of course Tess and Bron are here. Because why not make it a big family affair?
“Oh my God…” I mutter, glaring out the window as the trio of trouble approach the car.
Dallas chuckles, shutting off the engine. “Come on, Goldie. Let’s get this over with.”
I roll my eyes, forcing myself out of the car.
“Oh, Dallas, it’s so nice to see you again!” My mother practically launches herself at Dallas, wrapping him up in a hug.
“It’s good to see you too, Mrs. Cole.” Dallas grins, laying it on thick with the manners and the dimples.
“Oh, sweetheart!” Mom waves a hand, blushing profusely, “Mrs. Cole was my mother-in-law and that woman made my life a misery. Call me June.” She beams. “Or Mom!”
Dallas laughs.
I spear my mother with a warning look. “Juneis perfectly acceptable…”
Mom rolls her eyes indulgently in my direction before linking her arm through Dallas’s and leading him up the front steps saying something about lasagna.
I walk with Tess and Bron, casting my sister an unimpressed glance.
“What?” She throws her hands up in defense. “Mom called and said we needed to be here for family dinner because you were bringing yourboyfriendhome.”
“Notmy boyfriend,” I hiss, careful to keep my voice down as we walk inside the house, Mom and Dallas only a few steps ahead.
“Says the woman he’s taking home to Texas to spend Christmas with his family,” Bron murmurs.
I pause, turning slowly, my eyes widening at Bron. She’s usually Switzerland when it comes to Tess and me. I gape at her, and she presses her lips together with a guilty smile.
“Admit it,” Tess sasses with a smug smile. “He’s totally your boyfriend.”
Shrugging off my coat, I roll my eyes as I hang it on the hook next to the front door. “I can’t admit it because… he hasn’t asked me yet.”
“Oh, get real, Emmy. What do you want him to do?” Tess snorts. “Pass you a note that sayswill you be my girlfriendwith a yes and a no box for you to tick?” She rolls her eyes. “This isn’t junior high.”
