Page 30 of Mended Hearts

“Stop over thinking. Do I seem like a woman who is uncertain?”

“No,” I admitted.

“Then don’t tell me what I want.”

“Leighton.”

“It was a lack of time. Not some virtue signal.”

Panic warred with the scrape of her fingers over my skin, the buck of her hips, the feel of my cock painfully pressed against the zipper of my pants. I needed her more than my next fucking breath. And that feeling wasn’t new. It had been there. For months.

“At least you give a shit about me. I trust you, Ollie. More than anyone I’ve ever known.”

“You wantme?” Washed-up single dad. Marriedto his desk.

She snatched my hand in irritation, and slid it down her soft stomach. Dipped it below her waistband and guided me straight into heaven. I groaned as my fingers slid through her soaking wet folds.

Soft.

Perfect.

“You tell me.”

5

Nothing Says ‘Casual’ Like Family Breakfast

LEIGHTON

The Fam Damily:

Kaia

T-minus three weeks to Emerald Bay!!

Paxton

Hell yeah!

Maverick

I don’t get in until Thanksgiving morning. Save me some pie.

Brex

We’ll miss you guys! Can’t wait to see you all this Christmas!

Elora

Same. *pouting GIF*.

FOMO activated.

Mav

Try keeping your legs closed next spring, and you won’t miss Thanksgiving next year, sis.

Paxton

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