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He palms my ass and lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist and now I can feel him exactly where I want him. I rub myself up and down his length.

He growls and wrenches his lips from mine before kissing a path along my jaw to my ear.

“I want you, Angel. I want you spread out naked on my bed. Better than any buffet I’ve ever eaten before.”

I shiver at his words and he licks the skin beneath my ear.

“What do you want, Angel? Do you want the same thing? Or do you want me to set you down and follow you back outside to my mom’s wedding reception?”

I know what I should say. I should say ‘Put me down. Let’s go back to the reception.’

But, let’s face it, I’ve never been any good at doing what I should.

“Take me home, Damon.”

Chapter 28

Are you going to follow any of my rules for Skye? ~ Message from Damon to Sage

Damon

Take me home, Damon.

Those four words have officially been moved to the top of my list of favorite words. Hell, yeah, I’ll take you home and make you scream my name, Love.

“Let’s go.”

I help Love lower her leg and make sure she’s steady on her feet before shackling her wrist and dragging her from the supply room toward the back exit.

She tugs on my hold. “Shouldn’t we tell Skye we’re going?”

Crap. I nearly forgot. I need to say good night to my baby girl. My cock protests but I wrangle control over my body and turn around to return to the party.

Sage stands at the end of the hallway blocking us. “I’ll tell Skye you said good night.” She shoos us back toward the exit.

“But…”

“But nothing. Now go before the entire town gets in on the action.”

“Gets in on the action?”

“Are you betting on us again, Sage?” Love asks.

“I’m supporting you,” she answers, which isn’t a no.

I don’t care who they bet on. Skye’s in good hands and Love wants me to take her home. I drag her toward the exit. “Let’s go.”

She hesitates for a moment before following me.

“I feel bad about not saying goodnight to Skye,” she says as I help her into my car.

I pause. She’s chewing on her lip and studying the exit. She’s genuinely concerned for my daughter. Her care for Skye warms my heart.

This is why I love her.Whoa. Hold up, Damon. It’s a bit early to be thinking about love, isn’t it?

“Should we check on her?”

Love’s question brings me out of my contemplation.

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