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I reached out and grabbed her hand. “You don’t know it yet, but you, Jaeda Dillinger, . . . you are going to be my wife.” She blushed. “You’re sure about that?” “I’d bet my life on it.”
Again, Quaid chuckled. “Two things. One, I have nothing but respect for your sister, and two, I don’t owe any of y’all shit. Let’s make sure that’s abundantly clear. If I want to kiss her, guess what? I’m gonna kiss her, and there ain’t shit you can do about it.”
“Shut the hell up!” I snapped. “It wasn’t too long ago that you three . . .” I pointed to Deuce, Smoke, and Maceo. “Were out here letting anybody fuck and suck on you. I saved myself for a man that was worthy of me, and if that man happens to be Quaid, I’m gonna fuck the shit outta him every chance I get. You have your happiness, and I’m gonna have mine too. Now, it’s late. I want to shower, have me a glass of wine, and build my Legos until I get ready to go to bed. Get the fuck out.”
“I more than like her, sir. I admire her. I’m enamored with her. I am in complete awe of how beautiful she is inside and out. I’ve never felt more compatible with a woman in my life. Jaeda Janelle is going to be my wife.”
He was my first thought in the morning and my last thought at night. I loved sleeping next to him. I loved the peace I felt in his presence. After a long day of working, he was my reward. I spent less time at my house these days, because I loved being with him. My confidence was soaring. I was more comfortable in my skin.

