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“Yes,” I slowly answer. The aftershocks are still running through me.

After I catch my breath, I lean up to kiss him and throw my arms around his neck pulling him towards me. Feeling his erection, I reach for it and position it at my entrance. Landon growls before entering me yet stops to make sure I’m okay. I smile and nod. I’m okay. I’m more than okay. He moves slowly at first then picks the pace up. Landon never takes his eyes off of me, not even when he kisses me. He’s making sure I feel him and only him. Landon rocks us both over the edge into pure bliss. It’s an amazing feeling. Everything is perfect.

It doesn’t take long after that for me to fall asleep, naked in his arms with all thoughts of dinner forgotten.

Chapter 21

It’s been a few weeks now since Chet’s court date. It feels great to feel free. I’m happy. My birthday is coming up this weekend and Jessy is demanding that a party needs to happen. I grumble at the thought. Sarah and Jessy have been all about it ever since my victory against Chet. They aren’t just planning, but secret code like planning. It’s super annoying in a cute kind of way.

What I really want is a quiet night alone with Landon. One that involves no guests and no clothes. I even told Landon that’s all I want, yet he just shrugs his shoulders and mumbles crap about Sarah wanting to make up for lost time. Ugh, fine.

I’m currently at work, filing away and Jessy won’t stop blowing up my phone. Her latest text is telling me to meet her and Sarah after work for drinks. We must discuss what I’m going to wear for my big celebration. So much for not wearing anything. Sighing, I send a quick text back agreeing to their shenanigans. It makes me wish for my work day to go by slowly just so I can put off meeting them at Dirt Road’s Bar later.

Pulling into Dirt Road’s Bar, the local hot spot in town, I put the car in park. From the outside, the place looks like every other bar I’ve been to, not that I’ve been to many. After checking myself in the mirror I reluctantly get out and make my way inside. The bar gives off a southern vibe and the atmosphere matches. I can hear Jason Aldean being played over the chatter. After looking around for a minute, I spot Sarah and Jessy. They are sitting across from each other laughing about something. I take a moment and just watch them. I’m so happy they have connected. Jessy is freaking awesome and has been there for me through some of my dark moments. Seeing them makes me feel like shit for being so grumpy over this party. I decide right then and there that I will no longer complain about it. They don’t deserve my sour mood. Really, I have no reason to be like this. Aside from not being naked with Landon, there’s no excuse for it.

I smile as I make my way over to their booth. I’m turning a new leaf and I’m going to focus more on being grateful and happy. After all, I deserve it.

“Hey you!” Jessy exclaims loudly causing a few heads to turn. I feel my face heat in embarrassment.

“Hey guys. What’s up?” I say as I slide in next to Sarah.

“Not much, wait... was that happiness I heard?” Jessy asks.

Sarah laughs at Jessy’s remark causing Jessy to burst into laughter too. They are ruthless.

“Maybe it was, so don’t ruin it.” I wink to let them know I am joking.

The server comes up to our table, so we order our drinks and some loaded fries. Jessy and I order margaritas and Sarah chooses a Miami Vice.

“A Miami Vice, ha!” I tease my sister.

I have to give her credit though, with Chet she only ever drank wine. Had to fit the part of the perfect girlfriend. It was always Chardonnay, nothing sweet and delicious like moscato and certainly no mixed drinks.

While waiting on the fries to arrive we discuss Saturday night. It’s decided that we will do a morning at the spa followed by lunch then home to get ready. I must say I’m beyond thrilled about the spa part. It’s way overdue. Our food arrives and we eat in a comfortable silence and after finishing we order another round of drinks.

“So, we need to go shopping for an outfit or dress for you Evie,” Jessy states.

“Oh yes, we must!” Sarah chimes in while clapping with excitement. I just laugh, slig

htly feeling the effects of the alcohol.

“Wasn’t that the point of tonight?” I ask. We all look at each other and then start laughing.

“I love this song! Let’s go dance!” Jessy is up and out of the booth pulling at me to get up.

“Okay, okay.” I laugh as I reach for Sarah’s hand. I’m not doing this without her. Luke Bryan’s, I Don’t Want This Night to End blares from the speakers as we make our way to the small dance floor in the center of the bar. Jessy starts dancing, her blonde hair waving around her face. She looks so carefree. I decide to let loose myself. I pull my hair free from the messy bun I had from work and run my hands through it, shaking it free. We all laugh and continue dancing through the next few songs.

We danced until we were winded, then headed back to our booth to order a few waters. Between dancing and laughing, my sides are on fire.

We sit talking for what feels like forever. Jessy gushes over Erik and before we know it, the bar has started to quiet down. We decide to head out with plans to go shopping Friday. Sarah and Jessy are off. Technically they both work from home so they make their own hours. I plan to ask Sam if it’s okay if I work later Thursday to have Friday off. I doubt it’ll be a problem. I’ve grown on him and I think he sees me as the daughter he never had.

Upon arriving home Landon had texted me saying he was beat and turning in. He’s been refinishing the back deck in his spare time. He told me he is almost finished building the gazebo for the back corner. I’m so excited to see it, but first I’ve decided or maybe the margaritas decided that Landon needs some TLC for all the hard work he’s been doing.

I open the door to our room and Landon is laying in the middle of our bed in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. I could freeze this moment in time. He looks so peaceful laying there surrounded in the soft black sheets. Staring at him, I instantly want him. His dark hair is a mess and his lips are parted slightly. Not wanting to waste any time, I quietly slip out of my shoes and go to him. I start by kissing that sweet spot just below his belly button and carefully tug his briefs a little to give me more access without waking him. I continue my way down kissing and stroking him until he hardens in my hand.

“Boy that didn’t take long.” I chuckle to myself.

As I take him in my mouth Landon begins to stir and his hands find my hair. As if on cue, Landon moans and curses under his breath. I smirk, loving what I’m capable of doing to him. Feeling my own arousal, it gives me the confidence to pick up the pace. I need to have Landon.

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