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We sat in silence for a few moments before he spoke again, “And hey, the shit mom said about Kinley wasn’t cool. Savannah was a solid eight, but Kinley’s like an eleven. Well done, Jax.”

“Nah, Kinley’s a twenty.” I grinned and patted Tyson’s shoulder. “Chandler’s cool, too. We need a psychologist in this family. And, dude, I’m sorry I was a dick when you asked me to be your Best Man.” I laughed and took a drink. “Ask me again. I’m ready now.”

Tyson raised both eyebrows at me. Then he cleared his throat and sat up straighter. “Hey, Jax, will you be my Best Man?”

I grinned and said, “I would be honored.”

29

Jaxon

Six months later

I heard the front door open at 3 am, and stumbled out of bed to meet her. I wanted to pick her up from the airport, but she insisted that I stay home and sleep because it was the middle of the damn night. I should have gone to pick her up anyway because I’d been lying awake for hours, waiting to see her.

When I spotted her in the entryway, my heart raced, and my cock stiffened. Damn, my girlfriend was sexy. She dropped her bags, kicked the door shut, and flung herself into my arms. I lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around my waist, kissing me with all of her fire.

“I missed you, baby. I fucking missed you.” She sighed while I kissed her neck and carried her to our bedroom. Kinley traveled less lately and took more local jobs, but she'd been in Paris for the last two weeks. I couldn’t get away from work for even a weekend to come with her, and it was torture.

I’d gotten so used to her sweet apple candy smell and the feel of her body next to mine. We collapsed on the bed, tearing at each other’s clothing. “I missed you, too. I haven’t slept since you’ve been gone.” I squeezed her perfect ass and nipped at her neck.

“Mmm, you get a little bitey when you miss me. It’s hot, baby.” Kinley gasped when my teeth grazed her nipple. I did get bitey. I couldn’t fucking get enough of her body. I wanted to feel and taste every inch of her. She let out a sexy moan. “Fuck me right now. Don’t you dare play. I’m ready, Jaxon. Don’t. Play.”

I laughed and ran my tongue down her body until I reached her sweet, wet pussy. She buried her hands in my hair and filled the quiet with her gasps and moans. After she came, I slid into her, and she raked her fingernails down my back and gripped my ass. “You’re so sweet, baby. You take such good care of me.” Her words were breathless, and she tipped her head back with a soft sigh while I thrust into her over and over again.

I didn’t want the sex to end, but I’d just fuck her again in the morning, so I let myself spill inside of her. “Fuck, Kinley.” I panted and rolled over. “Fuck, you feel good. You fucking angel. “ She loved it when I called her that.

Kinley smiled and pressed her naked body back into mine. “I love you, J.”

“I love you, too.” And then I fell asleep in a matter of minutes because my K was home.

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The next morning, Kinley stood in the bathroom and rubbed her apple lotion into her bare legs.

I watched her with a smile. “Kinley, I have terrible news for you.”

“What?” She froze with her bottle of lotion in one hand. “What’s wrong?”

“I noticed that you were on your last bottle, so I tried to find you more, but it’s gone.”

Kinley laughed and leaned against the bathroom counter. She placed her hand over her heart and let out a dramatic sigh. “Shit, J, I thought something was seriously wrong, like Tyson and Chandler called off their wedding because your mom decided Chandler’s hair was too brown.”

I laughed and shook my head. “Tyson wouldn’t let that happen.” Things weren’t perfect with my brother, and we were far from best friends, but it at least felt like we were on the same team these days. Tyson even had a talk with our parents about boundaries a few months ago. It was nothing like my outburst at his engagement party, but it was a step in the right direction for him.

“Have you talked to your parents recently?” Kinley resumed rubbing lotion into her long, gorgeous legs.

“Nope.”

She nodded. “I don’t blame you.” She set her bottle of lotion on the bathroom counter and held out her arms to me. I stepped into her embrace, and our lips naturally found each other’s. “I’m sorry your parents suck.”

I shrugged and kissed her again. “I’m over it. I’ve decided that I’m going to move forward and be better than they were.”

Kinley smiled and bit her lip. “You’re going to be better for our babies?”

“Whoa, K.” I grinned back at her. “Are you saying you want to have babies with me?”

She rolled her eyes. “Not right this second or anything.”

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