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“Then it’s settled. Work for me for a month, and if you don’t love me by the end of thirty days, I’ll pay you for the whole summer and let you leave.” “And what happens if I lose?”
“If you lose, well then I get you,”
“I won’t push you for more, though I very much want to know everything. I want to earn your story, angel. And I will.”
“Yeah, let’s go home.” Monty blinks a few times, and I swear I see tears gathering beneath her lashes. My heart drops to the floor, my chest tight with the need to fix whatever I just broke. “Home,” she whispers before clearing her throat. Just like that, my strong, independent woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders squares her jaw, pushing away the raw emotions that just bubbled up. Monty’s looking for a home? Perfect. I’ll give her everything she’s ever wanted.
It’s my new life mission to make my woman feel loved and taken care of.
“And I don’t share,” he growls, dipping his head closer and closer to mine until I can feel his lips brush against the shell of my ear. “You’re mine, Monty. And I took you all the way out here so we could be alone. No prying eyes. No one to hear you moan for me.”
“Best first kiss ever,” I whisper, smiling nervously. I don’t know why I said that except that he makes me feel comfortable to say pretty much anything. Some deep, gravelly noise bubbles up from Griz’s chest as he tips his head back and takes a deep breath. “Fuck, Monty. You have no idea what that does to me,” he groans almost painfully. “What?” I ask, genuinely confused. “Knowing I’m the only one to touch you like this. To see you all disheveled, your lips bruised, your eyes glossed over. It’ll only ever be me, darlin’. You understand that, right? There’s no going back now. You’re mine.”
Fuck, this woman is mine, my forever, my precious, sexy as hell, future wife. The mother of my children. I feel it deep in my soul, the rightness settling in my bones and washing away everyone and everything that came before her.
“I want to make something very clear,” he tells me, his voice low and serious. I blink a few times, nibbling on my bottom lip. “I love you, Monty. I love you with my entire being. You’re fused into my goddamn soul, darlin’, and I can’t let you go one more second without knowing how precious you are.”
“I just want to know you. I want to know what makes you tick, what makes you happy, and what fears you have so I can chase them away. I want to know your past, angel, but more than that, I want to be your future.”
