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The second Oakland is out of earshot, Kelly grabs ahold of my arm and pulls me into the laundry room. "I need to talk to you for a second.”
“This outta be good,” I grumble. The last thing I want to do is hash out what’s going on with me and Oakland. For fuck’s sake. I don’t even know what’s going on yet.
"Okay, spill," Kelly demands. "What's going on here?"
I run a hand through my hair, sighing. "It's complicated, Kel."
"Complicated how? Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you've got a beautiful woman wearing your shirt in your kitchen, cooking breakfast for you and my niece.”
I blow out a breath and give her enough to get her off my ass. “Oakland's trailer was vandalized yesterday. I offered to let her and Morgan stay here until we figure out who did it."
Kelly's expression softens. "That's awful. Is she okay?"
"Yeah, she's fine. Just shaken up as you can imagine."
"So, you're just being a good Samaritan?" Kelly asks, her tone flat. She knows that's a bunch of shit just as much as I do.
I hesitate, and she pounces on my silence. "I knew it! You like her, don't you?"
"Kelly," I warn, but she's not deterred.
"No, listen to me, Thorn. She seems sweet, and Morgan is adorable. And the way you look at her..." She trails off, shaking her head. "I haven't seen you look at anyone like that before."
Before I can come up with a reply, Oakland pokes her head into the laundry room. "Sorry to interrupt, but is it okay if Morgan borrows one of Mila's nightgowns?"
"Yeah, baby. Grab whatever she needs." Kelly shoots me a look that clearly says this conversation isn’t over as she steps around Oakland.
Great.
Just what I need.
My sister playing matchmaker.
"Now what?" Oakland asks, following me back inside after the girls have gone.
"Now..." I drag out as I close the door. "I've got you all to myself."
I slowly turn around and catch the deer in headlights look in Oakland's eyes and something inside me snaps.
Before I can think better of it, I've got her pinned against the wall and my mouth is crashing down on hers.
Her tongue wars with mine in a heated kiss as my hands roam her body, finally getting to feel the curves I've been dying to touch.
Oakland rips her mouth from mine, her breathing labored. "Thorn," she whimpers. "Please."
"Shit," I hiss, slipping my hand inside her panties and finding her soaked.
Oakland's hips buck against my hand. "Tell me what you want," I growl.
"You," her hips jerk again. "Please, Thorn."
My chest rumbles as I lift her off her feet, her legs wrappings around my waist and her arms circling my neck.
"You want this dick, baby,” I ask, carrying her to my bedroom and kicking the door closed before dropping her onto my bed.
"Yes," she whispers, watching me with her teeth sunk into her plump bottom lip and cheeks flushed as I shrug off my shirt.
Her eyes darken as she lifts up onto her knees, and rips off my t-shirt that she’s been wearing.
