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“I’m taking what’s mine” “Yours?”
“Yeah. A capo needs a wife. Guess I choose you.”
“You guess?” I whisper,
know. I’ve always fucking known.”
“If I kiss you, it means I’m not sure if I’ll make it back to you.”
“And I’m very fucking sure I’ll make it back, Magpie.”
“When I come back, you better have taken that fucking dress off, or I’m going to rip it off with my teeth.”
“I’m old enough to be your father. How does that make you feel?”
“Does that mean I can call you daddy now?”
“Come here.”
“You taste even better than I imagined,”
“Starting a war with my family was worth that alone.”
“No one is going to come for you, and if they do, they’ll have to get through a whole fucking army, and then through me. Alberto’s gone.”
“Shut up, Rory. He left his entire life in England and came back to Devil’s Dip for you. He’s so in love with you that it makes me sick.” “She’s right, I am.”
“Not just regular happy. I mean really fucking happy,” he growls into my mouth, palming my ass to pull me on top of him. “Can’t stop fucking smiling, don’t want to go to sleep because reality is better than your dreams kind of happy. I want to make you so damn happy that you shit sunshine and piss rainbows and people think you’re as high as a kite when you walk into a room.” He nips my lower lip in mild frustration, and his fingers dig deep into the back of my thighs as he slides me up to his groin. “If you want to be mine, I’ll make you that happy, Rory.”
“I’ll show you what it looks like. Now, be a good girl and moan my name while I worship you.”
