Page 35 of Knot Her Goal


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She’s right—I don’t like it. But that fact barely registers. Meg is all that matters to me right now. “Yeah, she has some.”

“And you’re wearing your softest shirt?”

I run my hand over the burgundy Henley, checking the fabric. “Affirmative. And Mrs. Fleming is waiting to show her down when she’s ready.”

“Okay then. I know it’s hard to wait, but that’s all you can really do, big brother. She’ll come out when she’s ready. Just don’t, like, tackle her.”

“I wasn’t going to tackle her,” I lie. Archer smirks quietly. Ronan casts me a quelling glare. “All right, all right. Hanging up now.”

The call clicks off. I’m in the middle of my millionth circuit around the edge of the pool when all three of us suddenly pause. My neck prickles.

Even before she steps into view, I know she’s here. I can smell her natural scent—not the thick, mind-bending perfection of her perfume, but something equally as perfect. Just less potent.

We’re all frozen when she shuffles out from the shadows of the pack house and floats onto the lanai.

Holy shit.

Was she always this gorgeous?

Back in the elevator, my brain could only run at half-speed, impaired by the luscious perfume of peaches. Now, I see the way the setting sun hits her shoulder-length layers of golden hair. I notice the sexy flare of her hips and her heart-shaped face.

And when she smiles?

I am done for.

Every part of me strains to sprint over and swoop her up. I’m fighting my every instinct when she suddenly skips into a run, launching herself right at me.

Oh. My. God.

This girl.

She is mine.

So I take off too, only stopping to brace myself when we’re a couple yards apart. I crouch low and catch her, easily absorbing the blow as she leaps into my arms and lets me swing her around.

Her scent—the full, true, fucking perfect version I only caught one whiff of last time—swirls around me.

Oh fuck, yes. I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.

This is our omega.

My omega.

I shove down a territorial growl, rasping around it. “Hey, peaches.” My arms tighten around her while I rub my face against her hair, accidentally scent-marking her before I can help myself.

She likes that. Her perfume swells again. My cock jerks to life.

I want to bury myself so deep in her, she’ll never get my knot out. Fill her up until I have nothing left. Hold her all night long.

“Big guy,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my neck, inhaling me the same way I breathe her in. “You want to know a secret?”

I hold her closer. “Hell yes.”

She leans up to my ear, her soft cheek grazing my beard. “I think you’re the real reason I went back there today,” she whispers. “I knew it was dangerous, but I was so scared I’d never see you again.”

The watery sound of her voice has me leaning back, tucking one arm under her sexy ass and reaching my free hand up to pet her head. “I would have found you, precious,” I promise. “You can count on that.”

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