Page 74 of Mine To Keep (Southern Wedding)

“That was nice,” I say with a sigh before his alarm starts ringing from the nightstand. He lets go of me for a moment to shut it off.

“Morning,” he murmurs softly.

“Hmm, good morning.” I kiss his neck before I lift my head, his cock still buried inside me.

“I’m going to have to get the contractors to come in and soundproof this room,” he declares, and I can’t help but laugh.

My whole body shakes in his arms. “I can be quiet.”

“Baby,” he soothes softly, “you think you can be quiet.” I rub my nose along his neck. “I also love when you scream my name.”

“I don’t scream.” I sit up and his cock twitches inside me. “I talk.” I tilt my head to the side. “Loudly.” I lean forward and kiss his lips. “What are the chances we can get in and out of the shower before she wakes up?” I ask, and he smirks.

“Are you starting the shower on your knees?” He winks at me, and I wiggle my hips and squeeze my pussy. “Hmm.” He bends to nip my jaw, making me laugh. “Definitely starting on your knees.” He tightens his hold on me as he lifts me from his bed and walks into his bathroom.

“What if Meadow wakes up?” I look over my shoulder.

“She’ll yell, and when she can’t find me, she’ll come looking for me. She’ll hear the shower and then go downstairs and eat the Froot Loops cereal I don’t let her eat.”

“We’ll make it fast,” I say, wrapping myself around him before he lets me go. I start the shower and get on my knees.

He’s out of the shower before me because even though I tried not to get my hair wet, it got soaking wet after I swallowed him down, and he said he would wash me. That ended up with him finger fucking me from the back and me holding on to the wall in front of me. “Making sure you have my cum deep inside you,” he whispered in my ear right before I came all over his hand.

“I’ll bring you coffee, baby,” he says before he walks out of the door with shorts on, my stomach getting tingles every single time he calls me baby. Something he’s been doing since we got back together last week.

It’s been a roller coaster of a week, to say the very least. Once we got back together, we didn’t come home right away. No. Not with my family. The only one who left that day was Nash after he whispered in my ear, “Go easy on him, he means well.”

Obviously, my mother and grandmother got to the barn within minutes of us making out hot and heavy. Caine wanted to die. I, on the other hand, was floating on cloud nine. My heart was full, my hand was in Caine’s, and he was there.

My grandmother didn’t even want to hear anything about him staying in a hotel in town. Instead, she gave him the keys to the white house. I rolled my lips knowing he would freak out once he got in there. You see, the white house is the house no one wants to stay in because it looks like it’s out of a magazine. Everyone is afraid to touch it or dirty it.

The women were over the moon to meet Caine, the men—well, not so much—but Meadow wrapped them around her finger, so they didn’t do anything to him besides giving him dirty looks. That night when he went over to the white house, there was no way I was not going with him.

So, we spent the week riding horses, and we even had the big Sunday lunch that wiped Meadow out so much she slept the whole way home, barely waking up when we got in last night.

I turn the water off and grab the towel, stepping out at the same time Caine comes back into the bathroom holding two cups of coffee. “Guess who is still sleeping?” he asks as I wrap my hair in a towel and then grab his white plush robe, which is five sizes too big for me.

“Is she really?” I ask, reaching for my cup of coffee. Meadow didn’t blink an eye with me and Caine being in bed together after the first night. I felt so guilty, but after talking to my cousins about it and them explaining that at four you don’t really get things if you haven’t been around them, I was relieved. So, this might be new to her, but she also didn’t know it wasn’t normal.

“Are you ready for today?” he asks, leaning one hip against the counter.

I let go of a big breath. “As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.” I take another sip. “Have you talked to anyone in the office?”

He shakes his head. “I sent Loren a message to let her know you’re coming back.”

“What about Vinny and Jaret?” I stand in front of him as I lean against the counter.

“I’ll tell them at the meeting,” he states, and he leans over to kiss me at the same time the door opens, and Meadow comes in.

“I called you, and you didn’t come.” Meadow rubs her eyes, walking to Caine, who picks her up and kisses her head. “Can we go see my horse?”

“We can go on Saturday,” Caine replies, shocking me.

“I promised your grandpa Billy that I would bring you back often,” he explains as Meadow cuddles on his chest.

“We were just there,” I remind him.

“She has a horse there now,” he reasons, “so we have to go weekly.” I gawk at him. “It’ll be nice.” He leans in once more to kiss me before he walks out with Meadow to make breakfast.

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