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"Let's take this to bed, baby. I hope you're not tired because I'm fucking you and making love to you over and over again.
She grins, and I stand with her in my arms, causing her to wrap her legs around my wet waist, my cock falling out of her heat and making it weep. I carry her to our bed, not giving a shit that we're wet, before I go downtown on her cunt, licking it and sucking it into my mouth, making her groan while I taste both of our juices together, and fuck me, it shouldn't taste good, but it fucking does, so fucking good.
I spent the rest of the night with either my face on her cunt or my dick inside her, feeling fucking grateful for things starting to be okay.
Famous last words, though, because I definitely fucking jinxed us with these thoughts.
AGAIN.
Chapter 27
Sophie
I've just finished with my last patient, and I smile while stretching my aching limbs. Jackson made good on his promise last night and used my body well. I wave bye to Mr. Asher and his poodle, Doddy, who was extremely good with her shots today.
Man, have I missed this!
I missed being around animals.
The thought of coming home to something that greets you makes me smile, and an idea comes to mind. Jackson is still groveling, and I know I shouldn't use it to get my own way because he's been my rock, but screw it, I really want one.
Me- How would you feel about getting a cat? xx
I smile as I put my phone back in my pocket before disinfecting my table and equipment and discarding the sharp boxes for pickup. I lock up my back door before turning off the rest of the equipment, then wash the floors. As soon as I'm done, my phone vibrates again, and I grin, taking it out, expecting a fight on my hands when a small tear leaks out from the corner of my eye.
This man.
My Man – We'll head to the shelter after sorting through your childhood home. Now get your sexy ass out here, and let's go. The prospects, Leah, Gunner, and Axel, will already be at the house sorting through some stuff; Leah knows what you'll want to keep. Dagger left just before I did, so they should be back later tonight after Mel's shift. He's going to hang around until she's done, and after she says yes because, let's face it, Pixie, she will xxx
I grin wide, shaking my head, before grabbing my bag and rushing out of my exam room. Just as I get halfway through the empty waiting area, a snooty voice fills it, and I roll my eyes.
This flipping woman needs to back off!
"Well, look who decided to come back, but oh no, wait, you're off again, surprise, surprise."
I turn around and see an angry-looking Sarah with her arms crossed, glaring behind a sneering, unsuspecting Lucy whose eyes keep trailing towards my man, and I just snort.
"My mother committed suicide because living without my father was too hard for her. I find her body and have to try and do CPR on her only to find out she's fucking brain dead after we managed to get her pulse back, and you're getting snotty with me." She swallows hard, her eyes wide, clearly not expecting me to fight back because I always just walk away, but I'm not finished. "I became suicidal, Lucy. I suffered from severe depression. I. lost. My. Mother." She swallows again. "You see, I'm not your problem. You didn't even pay attention to me until Jackson wanted me. Why don't you do me a favor, Luce? Drop the attitude, drop pining over a man who never even wanted you—a taken man at that—and grow up! We're living together; he's given me his patch; we're getting a fricking cat. He. Is. Mine. End of! Now, get your act together before you end up jobless.
Her face goes red, and she does not like being put in her place. "Is that a fucking threat, you bitch?"
I smirk at her, making her sneer at me before she pales when Sarah speaks, "No, that's a promise. You knew the hell she went through, Lucy. You even liked her, Momma. Your behavior and attitude towards female staff members who end up with a man you had your eyes on for a few minutes is becoming unbearable in the workplace. You have one week to fix your attitude, or you are out," she says, then looking at me. "Go on, Sophie. Today's half-day was only to get you back into the swing of things; we'll see you tomorrow morning for your full-day shift. Good luck at the house."
I tilt my head and thank her before leaving a stunned Lucy behind. As soon as I leave the practice doors, I see Jackson and grin wide before rushing over to him. He opens his arms wide as I throw myself into them, making him chuckle before holding me tightly.
"Fuck me, I missed you this morning, baby." I hum, placing my nose into the crook of his neck. "Was that you I saw putting that bitch in place, or are my eyes deceiving me?"
I hum again with a smile before I tighten my arms around his waist.
"I love you, Jackson."
I feel him grin against my head. "I love you too, baby," he pulls back before placing the helmet on my head, and I smile at him. "Come on, Pixie, let's get this done so we can get your cat. I've already messaged a prospect we're not using to get the supplies; they'll be waiting in our living room when we get home."
I grin wider and squeal before jumping into his arms, making him chuckle before he lifts me up and over onto the back of his bike. He kisses my nose before climbing in front as I tighten the strap on my purse around my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him tightly as he revs his bike before driving from the parking lot toward my Momma's home. I tighten my arms around Jackson; I haven't been there since finding her. I paid the last payment yesterday, so I fully own it. Todd's husband, Alex, will be selling it for me. The listing will be live next week after the club, who kindly offered, has done the place up for me.
It's taken us two hours. Roughly eight boxes full of memorabilia, all of my childhood things, some of Momma's clothes that I used to steal from her, my daddy's watches, all of their jewelry, lots of photos, lots of tears from Leah and me, and a ton of help from the guys—we are done.
The furniture will be taken to Goodwill except for my nursery stuff that Jackson found in the loft, which I've donated to Leah, who sobbed in my arms while Gunner struggled not to grab hold of her and my daddy's chair. Everything else will be donated.
