Page 124 of Ignite

I want what he has.

At first I thought he’d lost the plot being so head over heels over a woman.

Now? I get it.

That life, that little bubble of calm he’s built, means everything to him.

Maybe I can have my own version of that.

Hallie sets her sights on me with a bright smile, and my heart stutters, then pounds.

Yeah.

She is my happy place. I’m certain of it.

I slide over in the booth to let her in, but this little minx is out to make me pay.

I can tell by her smile.

She shuffles in and then jumps on my lap, pressing her ass right against my dick.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I brush my lips over her shoulder.

“Naughty girl. You have no idea who you’re messing with,” I mutter, only loud enough for her to hear.

“Oh, I have a good idea.”

She wiggles her ass, and I tighten my hold.

As she sips her champagne, joining in the conversation with my brothers, I just watch.

She fits right in with us.

As she leans back, resting herself against my chest, I rest my head on her shoulder.

“To Conan on getting his championship spot,” Finn announces, and we all raise a glass.

Hallie turns her head to me.

“You didn’t tell me how important it was! Championship spot? Conan!”

I shrug and take the glass from her hand.

“Gotta win my next fight to be declared Champion.”

She frowns and pouts.

“Don’t pout like that unless you want me to lay you over the table and kiss the life out of you.”

Her eyes go wide and that blush spreads up her neck.

“And that’s a problem, because?”

She is taunting me.

My blood rushes south and I don’t trust myself to keep it together.

“Hallie,” I warn.

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