Page 7 of His Virgin Woman
Shae had already made sure his men gave the people of Fort a warning, that Peyton was in no way to suffer for what her sister had done.As far as they were concerned, he was dating Peyton, not that she was aware of it.
His men would make sure her business continued to flourish.She deserved it.The first day, his men had reported to him that business had slowed dramatically.People had been avoiding her shop, and he knew it was because he conducted business there.That was when he made the people of Fort aware that Peyton belonged to him.She was under his protection, and they started to go back to the shop.
Each night, he would send her for a shower, and for the last three nights, he would kiss her and make love to her body, by licking her pussy, and he couldn’t get enough of her.He wanted to fuck her so damn badly, but he also didn’t want to terrify her.
Which is why he was now standing in the small apartment she had been renting since Lily-May sold their parents’ house.He had asked for the key from her that morning so he could go and get her some things.
Looking around the small apartment, he saw Peyton had very little.There was a single chair in the sitting room.No television.Some books on a small bookshelf, mostly cookery and bakery books from the titles.No lamps.Several pictures hung on the walls, but they were of her family.
Her kitchen was all but bare.A few pans and saucepans, some bowls, but nothing of any real substance.Her fridge was also bare.The milk had spoiled since she had not been there the past few days.
Moving to her bedroom, he saw she had a small bed, neatly made from three days ago.In her small closet hung a handful of clothes.Taking out a couple of suitcases, he couldn’t believe he was able to pack her entire apartment away in them.He got a couple of men to take some of the furniture, and together, they completely cleared it out.
He gave the key to the landlord and got her a refund on the rent she had paid upfront.He doubted the man ever did that for anyone else, but he wasn’t just dealing with anyone.Shae always got what he wanted.
Packing it up in his truck, he made his way back to the ranch and unloaded absolutely everything.He put her chair in his office so she could sit there when she wanted.
He put several pictures of her family in spots around his ranch, and he hung all of her clothes in his closet.Shae had more clothes than she did.He would rectify that very soon.Picking out a dress, he carried it down to his truck and saw it had taken him until exactly five-thirty to do this.
He got back in his truck, gave his men the instructions they needed, then headed back to town.
Arriving at the bakery, just as Peyton was about to step out, he reached for the dress, which he had kept on the hanger, and went straight to her.
Peyton stopped and he nudged her back inside.
“Go and put this on,” he said.
“You took my dress?”
“I took all of your stuff.It’s now at the ranch.”He shoved his hand into his pocket and pulled out the cash.“This is for you.”
“What did you do?”Peyton asked.
“You’re not living in that piece of shit apartment.”
“What the—Shae, this is not funny.I need that apartment.”
“No, you don’t.”
She took a deep breath and held onto the money.“It was a good place to live, and do you have any idea what the cost of housing is in Fort?It’s expensive, and finding a good place is hard—”
He kissed her.She looked so damn cute when she was angry and frustrated.She didn’t have any idea what it meant to be frustrated, but he did.His balls were so freaking blue, he couldn’t fucking see straight.He knew he could have taken her multiple times by now, but he didn’t want to just fuck her.No, he wanted to get under her skin and into her head, and ...he wanted to claim her heart.He had a feeling the moment he was in her heart, he had finally gotten her.This was not going to be a one-month, or even a one-year deal.Peyton was his until death they parted.He was in this for the long haul.
“You’re living with me,” he said, pulling away from the kiss.“You don’t need to worry about finding another place.”
“What about when this is over?”she asked.
“I’ve not even fucked you yet, and I told you, this will be over when I say it is over.”
Fifty-plus years wouldn’t even be enough with her.He wanted a lifetime.Ten fucking lifetimes.And he intended to get it.
“Now, go and get dressed.I’m taking you dancing.”
“Dancing?”
“Yes.”
She looked at the dress and he waited for her to argue.
