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After that, the talk turns to Sophia and all the things she’s involved with at her school.
“It’s late and well-past this one’s bedtime.” Eric rubs Sophia’s head.
“Dad…” Sophia complains.
“And you have a soccer game in the morning.” Eric raises his brow.
“Oh, yeah.”
We make our way to the parking lot, and on the way, I swing into Bark Bakery for Dogs to pick up a treat for Buddy.
“You know that dog is yours, right?” Rebecca smiles at me.
“Heisour logo.”
We wave goodbye to the others and head to the cabin.
“Thanks for doing this for me,” Rebecca starts after climbing into the passenger seat of her car.
“It was nice. And I got some ice cream out of it. Of course I had to defend all my life choices, but other than that it was nice,” I joke with her.
“Oh shush.” She slaps my thigh, and her hand lingers long enough to make my eyes snap to hers. “Sorry.” She pulls her hand away, and we ride the rest of the trip in silence. The entire drive, I think of all the reasons I should make a move and then all the reasons I shouldn’t.
After shutting off the engine, Rebecca flees from the car.
I catch up with her at the door as she fumbles with the keys.
“Rebecca,” I roll her name off my tongue.
She stiffens but doesn’t turn. The lock clicks, but before she can push the door open, I grab her hand and spin her around.
Her breath catches, and I step closer, and she presses her back against the doorframe. Her eyes flick to my lips.
“Fuck, you’re making it hard to resist you. I’m going to kiss you.”
I wait only a moment for her subtle nod, and then I tilt her chin up and do what I’ve been thinking about since the first time I laid eyes on her in that lawyer’s office.
I pull her face to mine and kiss her hard, my tongue delving into her mouth to dance with hers. She returns my eagerness and wraps her arms around me, which has me growling my approval. My hands drift over her curves until I squeeze that sweet round ass I’ve been dying to touch.
If I don’t stop, I’m going to pick her up and carry her straight to the bedroom. I want to keep her in my arms forever, but I’m no good for her. My brain finally catches up with me, and I break away. When I do, we’re both panting for air.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I growl, taking several steps back, trying to physically stop myself from pulling her into my arms again.
She looks confused and almost embarrassed by my retreat. “Yes, you’re my late husband’s brother and my business partner and in a biker club.”
It’s almost like she’s making a list for herself of all the reasons she shouldn’t be with me. Good.Then why do I want to refute each point she makes?
She dashes into the house and into her bedroom, shutting the door with a soft click.
Dammit. How am I supposed to go back to things as normal knowing how willingly she kissed me and how soft her curves are and how she sleeps only feet away from me?
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
JJ—
We show up at the Christmas Town city council meeting.
It’s held in the basement of the county courthouse. In addition to the six people on the council, there are about twenty others besides Rebecca and myself.
