Page 53 of Love You Already

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Page 53 of Love You Already

Since he won't send me anything, maybe I should...

Rose:

Hey you! What are you up to?

Lachlan:

Thinking about this super-hot bull riding chick I met at the bar several months ago. I can't seem to get her off my mind.

And just like that, I'm all wrapped up in him again. He has this way of saying just what I need to hear. It's an uncanny skill only Nate has ever been able to use with me.

We had to detour. *sends photo of the football team*

Don't let any of those eighteen-year-old boys try to sweet talk you into some type of age gap situation.

They could never. I've only got eyes for one man, and he definitely doesn't play football.

Good. Bet he's handsome as fuck, right?

I burst into laughter at the message, drawing the attention of the team, the staff, and even my sister. I hear her tell them, “She's got a boyfriend. Bet it's him.”

The group murmurs their agreement as Whitaker goes back to whatever they were talking about. It's only a minute later that he claps, and they rush off to get in position. Whitaker turns to Bridgett, his hand extended to help her down.

Ugh. If only he was a jerk all the time, then I could properly hate him. Instead, he's a good guy who seems to go shy when dealing with the opposite sex. Weird since he has probably had women fawn over him since he hit puberty.

Lachlan:

You didn't confirm whether this man is handsome or not. I'm getting a complex here, wife.

Wife. God, I never tire of that title.

I'm trying to not get in trouble again. Your text made me laugh loud enough I distracted the team.

Ace, they've been distracted since the moment you walked up. Don't you dare think otherwise.

*kissing emoji*

You got any plans tonight?

What? No hot date with your non-football man?

I'm trying to make them now, but he's being obtuse about it.

LOL. I'm just teasing, wife. I'm all yours tonight. Tell me when and how you want me. I'll be there.

Oh, that's awfully tempting, husband.

Goddammit woman! Now I'm rocking a woody while Becket tries to tell me about cattle prices.

Save it for later. I'll be sure to show you just handsome I think you are.

He replies with an array of emojis from eggplant and peach to fire and devil face. I don't need an interpreter to know it means he has every intention of holding me to my promise. I can't wait.

CHAPTER 26

THAT'S THE DUMBEST THING YOU'VE EVER SAID.

Lachlan




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