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I don’t have a lot of friends. But I’d rather have one Willa than an entire pack of people who don’t truly get me.
Rhett: Suck a dick. Kip: How do you think I’m keeping all your sponsors?
“Dunno. When you cutting your hair, Rapunzel?”
He’s not pretty and polished. He’s rugged and a little rough around the edges. He’s all man.
“Your dad made it seem like you were going to put me on a leash.” “Only if you’re into that kind of thing.”
We don’t look at each other as we walk, but he touches my shoulder gently and gestures me across his body. He moves me to the opposite side of him before taking up position by the road.
“You? No. Me. I don’t just want a turn though. I’d lock that shit down forever. Those Eaton boys take after their dad. And Harvey Eaton is a total DILF. GILF?”
And just like that, I think I have my first gym crush.
I start at the voice, and wince when pain shoots down from my shoulder. I said I wouldn’t stop, but I’ll stop for Summer.
“These muscles are hard as rocks,” she mutters with a thread of annoyance in her voice. Yeah, and so is something else.
Willa: Did you bang him yet? Summer: Goodnight, Willa.
I’m an absolute whore for fancy lingerie.
“The only thing you should be sorry for is not telling me you were an ice cube.
I’m so fucked. I’m super fucked. I’m so super-mega fucked.
Summer: Please don’t do anything stupid while I’m at the staff meeting. I trust you to hold it together for one afternoon. Rhett: Shit, Princess. I don’t know. I might go crazy without you. Summer: For ducks’ sake. Summer: Duck Summer: *Duck
Summer: FUCK. Ugh. Why can’t my phone learn that word? I’ll be back around dinnertime. Rhett: Quack.
With one step forward, my hand darts out and I yank the saddle-brown cowboy hat off his head and place it on mine.
“Having you think I’m out fucking everything that moves when I’ve looked at nothing and no one since the first day I laid eyes on you. I stepped into that godforsaken boardroom, and you practically demanded I become obsessed with you.”
Kip: Is everything okay? Neither of you have answered my texts about your meeting with the Ariat guys. Rhett: Yes, Daddy. Everything is fine. Some of us sleep at night.
“But I want to make one thing clear. I am not possessive. I am protective. And I’ll never stop protecting you. I’d hit that fucker again in a heartbeat if it meant keeping him from talking to you that way.”
“No, he’s not okay. He rides fucking angry cows with testicles for a living. He’s standing crooked like a broken cock. And he’s clearly got more than a few screws rattling around in his thick head.”
“Did a horse kick you in the head as a child when I wasn’t watching?” Cade asks.
“I like her because she’s good for you. I like her because she doesn’t take our shit, and she doesn’t roll over for you like some lovesick puppy dog. I don’t like her because she’s smarter than me, and that’s fucking annoying.”
“You were a different person with her. You were happy. You didn’t have that sad, lost little boy look about you. The one constantly seeking attention and doing dumb shit to get it. Because you had her attention. You’re just too stupid to see it.”
“Is this your version of a pep talk?” “No, you dolt. It’s the closest thing to an ass kicking I can give you without beating on a man with broken ribs.” “I could still take you....
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Rhett: Your dad told me you’re still alive. He also says he’s going to cut my hair off in my sleep.
Rhett: It wasn’t just sleeping together. Not even close. It was everything. And it scared me. Rhett: I can’t lose you.
“You’re my nut too. But are you a happy nut?”
I want a man who smells like leather, looks like a glass of bourbon, and who calls me princess while drawing on my back.
But what I saw that night was a man who’d burn everything down to defend you. I saw a man who’d risk it all to take care of you.”
“Oh, yeah? Pray tell, bestie. Where are we going? Mexico? Ooh. A weekend in Paris? We can drink wine by the Eiffel Tower.” “You have expensive taste for an unemployed person.”
I gaze down at her and wonder what the hell I did to get this fucking lucky. “I love you too. And I don’t need to ride tonight. Or ever again. Hearing that from your lips is the biggest win of my life.”
I take my hat, and I plunk it on her head. Just like I told myself I would. And then I kiss her.
And everything about the moment is flawless.
After the house was finished, and there were a couple adorable little Summer clones running around the yard.
