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“No… I don’t know…. We’ve been texting.”

“Textin’s good. Get to know one another.”

“I do miss him,” she admitted softly.

“Honey, if you want him here, I’m sure he’d come.”

She shook her head. “It’s too much of a hassle.”

“I don’t think he’d see it that way. He’d be honoured to be here for you.”

“Hmm, maybe,” she mumbled, biting her bottom lip. “I’ll see.”

I smiled. I hadn’t realised how serious it was with Cowboy, since she’d held so much annoyance for me. Then again, it could have also been because I made her feel like an idiot in front of the brothers when I announced there’d be nothing more between us. Although, I guess it worked out if Cowboy and Mimi were getting closer. I hoped it did because Cowboy would be good for her. He was a great guy. At first, I was surprised he joined Hawks, but I’d found out his foster dad was a dick, and Cowboy wanted an out. Hawks gave him that, and we took care of the foster dad. The guy had talent in making signs and worked hard at Coyote’s shop.

Yeah, he’d be good for Mimi, if she rocked up back to Ballarat with me. Though here wasn’t too far from Ballarat; a couple of hours’ drive.

Letting that sink in helped me ease the slight fear I had for when I returned without Taro.

Christ, this “feeling” shit is happening too fast.

Chapter Thirteen

Wolf

Dead on my feet, I dragged myself up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom. It was late. I glanced at Josh’s door, hoping it was open or he would step out. There wasn’t the chance to see him earlier, since Jiro had attempted to take his daughters back. It hadn’t worked, of course. There were too many people backing me in the changes I was making within the family.

I lingered for a moment, debating if I should wake Josh.

I wanted to see him.

He’d been on my mind all day.

His kiss. His hands. His body.

All of him.

Still, I couldn’t bring myself to walk to his door and knock. The worry of him rejecting me was too fierce, specifically that he’d come to his senses and pick women over me. I still couldn’t believe my luck last night.

Fisting my hands, I ground my teeth together and thought,Screw it. He was what I wanted, and I would make sure he knew it in one form or another. I would walk into his room and demand his attention liked the starved man I was for him.

As soon as I freshened up a little.

I pushed open my door. The moonlight shone through the window from the balcony, and it was then I saw a shape in my bed.

My heart skipped a beat.

No other would be foolish enough to enter my room without speaking to me first. Especially if they made themselves at home by climbing into my bed.

No other than the tattooed man I wanted. It seemed I didn’t need to seek him out, which sent a wave of pleasure through my body.

The sheet was pooled around Josh’s waist as he lay on his back. My throat thickened with emotions at seeing him there.

He’dcome to me.

He’dwanted to see me as much as I had him.

He’dpicked me.

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