Hollis (The Moore Men, #2)

by Ashley James

Fuck, an ass that nice deserves to be eaten morning, noon, and night. Goddamn…

“I had no idea Captain was carrying around an absolute fuckin’ dump truck under all that gear.”

Good god, this man is a fucking wet dream. Knowing he’s staying a measly three-minute drive across the ranch from me feels like a smutty gift from the universe.

“Ooh-wee, you know I love it when ya get all fired up, Daddy Moore,” Remi drawls beside me. My dad’s jaw pops as his gaze slices over to my dumbass best friend. “I’ve told you to stop callin’ me that,” he grits out.

The man I’ve been talking to—the mystery man with the nice cock—is Captain Ford Wesley. And the best part? I may be just now figuring out who he is, but he’s known who I am. Ford’s been knowingly flirting with me. Not some random guy on an app. Me. Fuck me, that’s so goddamn hot. What a dirty, sneaky man…

And fuck me, if I don’t love a good challenge from time to time.

Bringing his mouth to the shell of my ear, Hollis says, “Fuckin’ knew it was you, Captain.” And then his lips are on mine.

Leaning forward, I brush my lips against his, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth before asking, “Remember sayin’ all that, Captain?”

I already know once isn’t going to be enough. Whether Ford wants to admit it or not, that’s definitely happening again. And soon.

Ford wants me, and if he thinks he can keep his distance for long, he’s out of his mind. He will break, and I can’t fucking wait to hear him beg for it. My sights are set, and I always get my way.

Biker Hollis is just as mouthwatering as cowboy Hollis.

Ford is beautiful in the way dusk settles over the land—quiet, steady, and soaked in gold. He’s rugged, and gruff, and covered in wounds nobody can see, but he’s beautiful.

I needed Hollis, without even realizing it, and he was there for me. It’s impossible to ignore what that does to me. It’s impossible to ignore how things are changing.

“Shit…” My gaze slides over to Remi, who’s already watching me with…amusement in his eyes? “I think you might be… I think I might… Holy fuck, Remington!” Jumping to my feet, I thrust my fingers into my hair. “Remi, how did this happen?”

“Oh shit, that’s good,” he breathes out. “How is this funny?” “You are spiraling over havin’ feelings for somebody,”

“I love him.” The weight of Remi’s gaze on the side of my head is heavy. “Yeah, you do.”

“I think I knew before now. I just didn’t want to admit it.” “Aww, you love me, Cap?”

I love you, Hollis.” My heart skips a beat, pressure building behind my eyes. “I love the man, the brother, the friend, and the son you are. I love how much family means to you, and the capacity of love you hold for those closest to you. I love how hard you work, but I also love how you never take life too seriously; somethin’ I could learn from you.”

“I love the way you came into my life at a time I needed you the most. You were a bright sun shinin’ through years of dark clouds. Hollis, you gave me warmth, and you reminded me what it’s like to be seen. But more than that, you gave me hope, and I don’t think you’ll ever truly know what that means to me.”

I was really content with my life, never felt like I was missin’ out on anythin’ by being alone. But now… I want more. I want you. And I don’t know when the hell it happened, but I’m in love with you, Ford.”

It’s Ford that speaks first. “Say it again.” Smirking, a bolt of electricity shoots through my veins as I tip my head back, bringing my lips right up against his as I whisper, “I love you.”

“Fuck, that sounds good.” Pressing a kiss to my lips, he pulls back and says, “I love you.”