Page 69 of Tempt Her

“Carefor them orlovethem?” My lips near hers, making hers part, anticipating me, wanting me. Despite how we fight, this could be so easy. So hot. “BecauseIlove them.”

Our noses brush. She smells like peaches as I press into her. Softly, she gasps, “Ford,” at my cock, urging against her belly.

Damn, she wants me,and this is where I want her. Her plump pink lips brushing my whiskers. Her incredible breasts rubbing against my naked chest. Her gorgeous blue eyes searching mine, looking for the man she can trust inside.

“If you hurt my men,”—I steam my lips over hers—“I’ll end your husband,thenyou.”

But she won’t find the man she’s searching for inside me.

Stepping back from her gravity, I make her stumble, furious that I pulled away. Her eyes narrow as I hide an odd roar in my heart, a beat I’m not used to.

Fuck, this woman is thin ice, filling me with heat and cracking my edges.

“I’d never hurt them,” she asserts. “Nothing bad will happen.”

“Said Helen of Troy.”

The way she rolls her eyes, she knows the reference. Under that sexy as fuck blonde ponytail is a smart mind and mouth that mocks, “I thought men weren’t supposed to be dramatic.”

“You think you know about men?”

“They fuck me, so yeah, I know them.”

“We’ll see.” Grinning at my sudden plan, I put my cup down. “Tell you what. Join us for dinner tonight, and I’ll show you about men. And if you can handlethattruth, it’s a deal. I’ll help you take your dickhead husband down.”

Stacey thinks I’m being dramatic. She thinks she can handle the war she’s about to wage.

Maybe.

But if I’m going to fight with her and not against her. If she’s going to take my men, too, she’s going to damn well know what she’s getting into.

And if Mateo and Luke are in love with her.

Then they’re going to show her how much they love me more.

CHAPTERNINETEEN

Bad Things by Nation Haven

It’s weird, and I love it.

The four of us sit at Ford’s dining room table that’s fit for a castle. He sits at one end like a king while Stacey sits at the other. She’s our gorgeous queen, while Mateo’s the fool, the wisest one sitting across from me. So I guess that makes me a knight?

I don’t fucking care because I love this.

Even though Ford is grumpy as fuck one minute and cocky the next. He’s up to something, but I’m running out of time. I need these memories.

“Let’s make this a weekly tradition,” I suggest before popping a piece of steak in my mouth. “Before I go, let’s do this every Sunday.”

Stacey focuses on Mateo and me. “You haven’t told me yet.” She’s been ignoring Ford all night, and it’s pissing him off. “How much longer do you have?”

I’ve avoided the subject with her, the inevitable. I want to be a Ranger. I’m destined to be. The fear that I’ll wind up killed like my dad? I guess that’s my destiny too.

“He’s a double-digit midget,” Ford answers for me. “He reports to Fort Jackson in sixty-three days.”

I sip my beer, washing the truth down.

Stacey sips whiskey. “Then what?” She asks, and I like that about her, how she goes for the hard stuff.

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