Page 15 of Coyotes Ever After

“Don’t have much choice.” Colby’s amused expression slowly slides away and he closes his eyes.

Ford and I quietly leave the bedroom. I gently pull the door closed.

“Thank you,” I whisper. “For...”

I look away, tears flooding my eyes again. Ford opens his arms and I accept his hug, letting a few tears flow.

“We’ve got you,” he says softly. “Not just Colby, you and the girls, too. This is what family does.”

I nod against his chest, hoping that someday, in some way, I can return all the love and support they’ve given us.

CHAPTER SEVEN

TWO YEARS LATER

Dom

Colby:All clear. Dinner at our house Friday night to celebrate.

I breathe a sigh of relief and type out a quick response to the group chat I have with my teammates. Tess gives me an impatient glare.

“Am I interrupting urgent transactions for your fictional football team?”

I grin at her, feeling lighter than I did this morning. “Colby’s brain scan was all clear.”

“Oh, thank God. That’s got to be a huge weight off his shoulders.”

I nod, putting my phone back in my pocket. “Dinner at the Harrison Palace Friday night.”

“Hm. We’re supposed to be in Chicago then to go over designs for the Wacker reno.”

“Might have to Wacker off on that.”

My wife rolls her eyes. “That one was weak. You know, you don’t have to make a masturbation joke every single time we discuss that property. Choose your moments.”

“It’s impossible to say the word Wacker and not think ofwhacking off.”

“For forty-year-old teenage boys, you mean?” She arches a brow.

We’re alone in the office we share at the downtown Denver offices of Locke Enterprises, the headquarters of our commercial real estate company. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close, giving her a wicked smile.

“I’m just young at heart, baby. And young everywhere else, too. I can still please you like I’m twenty-five.”

She smiles back, biting her lower lip. “True. I don’t think I thanked you for this morning.”

“You never have to thank me for eating that sweet pussy. I could do it all day.”

She kisses me and gives me thefuck melook. Eyes wide, lips slightly parted. That look is the reason we put a big, comfortable couch in our office.

My cock twitches to attention and I lower my hands to her ass, squeezing it.

“Mm, don’t,” she murmurs against my lips. “We can’t. We have a meeting in less than five minutes.”

I turn to the side before blowing out a frustrated exhale. “Why’d you give me thefuck melook, then?”

“I know, I’m sorry. I remembered the meeting midlook.”

I groan. “Fine. Just be ready to go for a ride tonight. On my dick, just so we’re clear.”

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