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Ace comes to the table when the food is brought out, and even though it’s good, I know I’ll be taking most of it to go with me because my belly is all flutters, and there’s no way I’m going to be able to eat much of anything.

When the check comes, Tucker insists on paying, and as we walk out of the restaurant, he holds my hand, completely forgetting or probably ignoring the agreement we had on keeping this to ourselves.

“You okay?” Tucker asks.

Ace is smiling up at me, and Tucker is holding me close. “Yeah, I’m okay. Never better.”

CHAPTER 13

TUCKER

I don’t think I’ve had a better day.

After lunch at the Hog & Hickory, we came back to the ranch, and every moment that I spend with Dolly in my space, at my house, on my ranch, I know it’s meant to be. She just fits in perfectly with us, and I don’t think Ace or I have ever smiled as much as we do with her.

Ace convinced Dolly to go riding with him, so I stood on the fence at the corral while they rode around. We’ve played board games, watched television, and we’ve just laid around. For dinner, I made us all quick sandwiches, and by the time Ace is about to go to bed, I’m half on edge, wanting Dolly more than ever.

“Dad! Dolly!” Ace hollers down the stairs. “Are you going to come and tuck me in?”

Dolly and I are sitting on the couch when we hear him, and I see the surprised expression on her face. I grab her hand and pull her to her feet. “Come on, you’re in for a treat. Wait until you see how this kid tries to prolong his bedtime. He’s going tohave us read a book, he’s going to want to tell us everything that happened today, and then he’ll want to talk about what we have planned for tomorrow.”

Dolly looks almost giddy and claps her hands together. “Oh, how exciting!”

As soon as we get to the top of the steps, I pull her against me, lean down, and whisper, “Oh, honey, I have more exciting plans for later.”

She blushes prettily, and my cock expands in my jeans.

I stand outside of Ace’s room. “Go on in, I’ll be there in a minute.”

She looks at me questioningly, and I gesture to my manhood, then she blushes again. She pats me on the shoulder and walks into Ace’s room.

I stand outside and take a few deep breaths, and once I feel like I’ve got some kind of control over my libido, I walk into my son’s bedroom. He already has Dolly sitting on the edge of the bed, book in her lap, reading.

I sit in the chair across the room and listen to her sweet voice as she reads from Ace’s favorite book. After two read-throughs, I stand up. “All right, time for sleep, son.”

He nods his head. “Dolly, are you going to be here in the morning? We can make pancakes together again.”

She doesn’t even look at me. “Nope, I need to go home.”

“Awww.” Ace whines.

She just laughs and tickles his side. “I gotta go home, kiddo, before I wear out my welcome.”

Ace looks up at me. “What does ‘wear out my welcome’ mean?”

I lean down and ruffle my son’s hair. “It means that someone has stayed too long and they’re no longer welcome.”

Ace gasps. “Dolly! You’re welcome. I think you should stay forever. We could make pancakes every day for breakfast, and we can go riding and play games.”

Dolly looks up at me, and I don’t know if she thinks I’m going to be uncomfortable with what my son is saying, but I’m not. “He has a point, Dolly. If you were here all the time, we could have a lot of fun.”

“See!” Ace shouts. “Even Dad agrees.”

Dolly laughs. “Okay, okay, you guys are going to gang up on me, I see.” She leans over and kisses Ace’s forehead. “I have to go home tonight, but I’m sure I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He scrunches his nose up, and there’s doubt on his face. Dolly holds her pinky out to him. “I pinky promise. And you know if I make a pinky promise, I keep it.”

He hooks his finger with hers. “Love you, Dolly.”

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