I chuckled even as a lump formed in my fucking throat. “Got there in the end, thanks to you pricks.” And the counseling sessions I’d been going to, dealing with my fear of losing the people I loved most and my issues with anger. It had helped, was helping a lot.
And Everly, she soothed something deep inside me, smoothed my rough edges.
Bull thumped me on the back again. “Christ, brother, don’t start fucking crying on us.”
Funny, it was his eyes that looked suspiciously damp.
I shook my head and gave him a shove. The big bastard barely moved but tugged me in for a choke hold/hug, then released me.
“Right, I need the little boys’ room,” he said and headed off.
“You want another beer?” Cal asked.
I shook my head. “All good.”
He walked toward the kitchen, and I looked around the room. Music pumped through the speakers and the sounds of singing and laughter filled the cottage. My and Everly’s first place together. I might have been a fuckup for a lot of years, but I’d been saving since I got my first job. I’d had enough for a deposit on a house, and when I’d seen Everly’s reaction to it, I’d made sure I got it.
Eves had gotten some big rugs, and we’d found a couch and two chairs at a thrift shop that were big and comfortable. I already had a TV, and my bed looked cool in the bedroom with Everly’s sheets and quilts and pillows and shit. I was building a bookshelf for her birthday, somewhere for all her books, and it was almost finished. I was going to start on a table next.
Cal had offered us the guesthouse at the ranch, and Bull had tried to give me money to go toward the cottage, but we wanted to do this on our own. It was close to the ranch for Everly. And I didn’t mind the thirty-minute drive to Rocktown every day, so it was perfect.
Her laughter rang out, and my gaze slid to her. As soon as I had her in my sights, my heart raced faster. The woman always had that effect on me when I looked at her, heard her, fuck, thought about her.
She was with her girls. Lila, Trix, Cassy, and Quinn surrounded her, all talking a million miles a minute, laughing, and drinking. They’d arrived with housewarming gifts and all the love and support she could ever need. Good thing, too, since her aunt had cut her out of her life, for now anyway.
I didn’t plan on leaving it at that. Eves and her aunt had a complicated relationship, always had, but they cared for each other in their own way. Her aunt hated me, that was the truth, but I’d do my best to show her I wasn’t the man she thought I was, that I was good enough for her niece, and that I could give her everything she ever needed. I’d win her over. I was determined to.
Everly smiled at something Cassy said, then threw her head back and laughed when Quinn whispered something in her ear.
Christ, my girl was beautiful. Inside and out.
Her head came up, and when her eyes caught on mine, her smile turned sweet, shy, and a whole lot sexy. I grinned back. The way she bit her lip, the hitch to her breath that I could see even from here, told me exactly what she was thinking about. The same thing that had been on my mind all damn day. The way she’d ridden my face this morning, then my cock so good I’d lost my shit, rolled her to her back, and fucked her until she came, then blew all over her gorgeous tits.
I wanted to take her somewhere private now and fuck her again.
She broke away from her friends and moved toward me, and I ate up the sight of her. Her auburn hair was free, wild waves down her back, and she was wearing jeans, cowboy boots, and a white shirt that hung off one shoulder and clung to her waist and chest.
My mouth watered. I’d never get enough of her. Never. She was the other half of my soul. I wasn’t whole without her.
She stopped in front of me. “What are you doing standing over here all on your own?”
I curled my arm around her waist and pulled her in close so her front was plastered to mine. “Admiring the view.”
“Is that right?” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“I was also thinking how badly I wanted inside you again,” I said, voice husky with my need for her.
She blushed and her breathing quickened, but she smiled and it was wicked. “You’re going to have to wait until tonight, until everyone leaves.”
“I know,” I growled, getting harder.
“You also need to know that I want you so bad right now I can’t think of anything else, and when we shut the door on the last guest, we’re going to make use of the back of it.”
I hissed out a breath.
Her hand slid to my waist, up and under my shirt. Her fingers gave one of my nipple rings a light graze and then they were gone. “You do some of your best work against doors, baby,” she said.
I let her see exactly what she’d just done to me, let her see it in my eyes. “That pretty little mouth will pay later for making me so hard in front of all these people.”
“That’s not exactly a punishment.” Her eyes were sparkling.
I growled and tugged her against me tighter. “Do you want me to blow in my jeans? Is that what you want?” I said, a pained laugh escaping.
She tilted her head back, and she was laughing as well. “You started it.”
I pressed my mouth to hers. “Fuck, I love you,” I said and ground my hard dick against her.
Her laugh turned breathless. “I love you, too, and I’m in the mood to show you,” she said. “On second thought, I don’t think anyone will miss us if we disappear for a while. There’s a garage out back with a door that locks. You remember that scene in my book you read?”
“Yes,” I rasped.
She licked her lips. “Let’s go.”
Then she took my hand, leading me from the house, and I followed.
I’d follow her anywhere.