Page 103 of Resurfaced Passion

Jud would find out the reason much, much later. And be fucking horrified.

“Has Sony always been a little creep?”

She laughed, sneaking her hand under his t-shirt to lay flat on his belly.

There was no point in time since they got together that they weren’t touching some part of each other. Even holding her hand was a thrill. Laying a chaste kiss on her cheek became an addiction.

“Dad left us for about two years when I was seven. When mom took him back he had Sony in tow with him. His own mother didn’t want him, according to dad. And yeah, he’s always been that way, overprotective.”

There was no protective instinct in that weirdo.

Crazy possessiveness? Sure. He saw a lot of that. But it was more than that and he was increasingly becoming more worried every night he dropped her off at home.

Now he was relocating permanently, he’d be working soon, and his time would be limited, unable to spend all day with her, shielding her from what his gut was warning him about.

“You should just move in with me.” He announced and she reared up on her seat as he took the turning to her street. Her house in sight, he swallowed his sigh.

“Judson … are you serious?”

He confirmed he was and the second he said it he knew that’s what he wanted. There was no doubt in his mind she was for him. She belonged to him; he was hers. Fifty years from now he’d regret not asking her ten minutes after meeting her.

“Yeah, why not?”

Because he was broke, new to the country, she was eighteen and a virgin until a few nights ago and her family were psychos.

None of it mattered.

“I can think of at least three things,” she laughed and went back to cuddling him, in no rush to get inside. He’d noticed that, how she lingered every night. He’d asked if everything was okay at home and she’d told him yes. He was far from convinced.

“Think about it.”

“I will.” Another snuggle and she was practically in Jud’s lap the moment he turned off the engine. Lights were blazing from her house, like they had a party going on. “I wish we could stay right here.”

“Come back to my motel.”

“I can’t. Dad would freak. I don’t want Sony coming looking for me.”

Jud ground his teeth and pulled her the rest of the way onto his lap, burying his face in her neck. “Mine.” She giggled at his growl. “You’re mine. Say it.”

“I’m completely all yours, Judson.”

It went some way to calming him down but not all the way.

There was just something about that guy, her whole family in fact, that put his teeth on edge.

“I want you with me, ladybug.”

He saw his future right there in her lovely eyes.

Marriage. Kids. Taking her home to meet his family. The whole nine yards.

“Can we talk about it again when you get settled and I find a decent job?” She’d decided against college … her father’s doing no doubt. That prick wouldn’t pay for her to go to catering school even though she was passionate about it. Jud decided there and then as he watched her walk up the pathway, to work his ass off to get the money to send his girl to college.

He was in love, truly in deep.

It was crazy he was thinking long term. His brother would have a shit fit to know how deep Jud had fallen so quickly. He’d take care of everything she needed.

“You are the best thing I’ve ever seen. So fucking beautiful.” He told her the following night.

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