IOU

by Kristy Marie

Tucker had it wrong. She was never his. She’s always been mine; she just didn’t know it yet.

“I won’t let anyone come between us,” he murmurs, moving the hair off my neck and placing a soft kiss against my heated skin. “It’s not about staking a claim, but about protecting a future.”

“I love you, okay? Is that what you want to goddamn hear? I’ve been in love with you since you called me out on the beer.”

She nods, looking less like Angry Ainsley and more like Maverick’s Ainsley.