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“Oh, that’s hot.”
He waggles his eyebrows. “It can be. But for right now, I’ve got to go. I’m not going to miss court and risk losing you again.”
“This time, I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
“Good.” He cups my cheek. “Three hours. You. Me. Our baby girl. And nap time. By the way, I like to sleep with a stuffy.”
“Me, too.”
He steps back and disappears out the door as I boost her into the air. “Your daddy is such a hottie.”
“So….” Ashley, the girl I need to apologize to for spending twelve hours wishing she had athlete’s foot in her crotch, slides up to me.
“Hey.” I cringe and rest Hadley on my hip. “I owe you an apology.”
Chapter Forty-Five
Jackson
When I pull into my garage and park, my nerves are shot. Court was two hours late, and traffic was ridiculous. A wreck blocked the right bound lane and pushed me back another thirty minutes.
If she left because I’m late, I’ll march over to Andrew’s house and drag her back by her hair. Okay, that’s a little dramatic. She has Hadley. But the rational side of my brain has been overpowered by the primitive base instinct of fight or flight. And I’m ready to fight.
Before I get the knob completely twisted, I yank on the door. It catches and doesn’t budge.Jesus. Calm down.
This time, I take a deep breath and turn it before opening the door. Mia stands on the other side by the washing machine with her hip resting against the metal. “You’re late.”
My heart skips a beat as adrenaline surges through me like a nuclear blast, and then boom, it’s gone, and I don’t have the strength to move. The heat from the sun warms the laundry room. “Where’s Hadley?”
“She’s asleep.”
The door slams shut as I stalk toward her with her eyes glued to mine. I grab her waist and lift her until she’s seated on the washing machine and my mouth covers hers. Need, want, desire, hurt, and relief swirl in my brain as they all demand to talk at once.
When her arms wrap around my neck, she spreads her thighs wide, drawing me to her. Home. Peace. Comfort. That’s what I feel when I’m with her. I didn’t even know I was looking for them when she showed up at my front door.
Our tongues mate as she tugs at the sides of my dress shirt, pulling the tail free from my pants. I shrug the jacket off, letting it tumble to the floor without breaking our connection while the vibration of the washing machine radiates through her and into me.
Her fingernails drag along my flesh as she raises the material higher and scrapes along my back. The sensation causes goosebumps to scatter along my skin. I rock into her core as she wraps her legs around my waist and moans deep into my mouth.
This isn’t enough. I need more. I stare into her lust-filled eyes and grab the waistband of her leggings. “I need you.”
She nods and helps me wiggle her legs free. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything is fine.” I rip open the fastening of my pants and stroke my cock. “Until I’m inside of you, I can’t breathe. I need you that bad. I can’t think.” I cup her cheek. “Baby, I need to be inside of you. Everything is good, but I need you so bad.”
She smiles and arches her eyebrows. “Then take me. I’m all yours.”
“Thank God.” I grab her hips, hauling her ass off the edge of the cold metal, and slam into her. The tight fit of her pussy surrounding me grounds me like nothing else. She’s the other half of my soul.
When I fly off in a million directions, she drags me back to focus on one step in front of the other. And when she worries about a million things and never moves forward, I lead her into the sunshine.
She digs her nails into my skull. “That feels so good. I missed you so much.”
I lunge to the hilt, eliciting a gasp from her lips. “Don’t ever leave me again.”
Her eyes shine with unshed tears. “I won’t. I promise.”
“That’s all I need from you.”