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“You know,” I say as I stand up, “it takes a lot of nerve to just assume I want to be yours.”
His face drops and he opens his mouth a few times as if he’s going to respond but then closes it again.
I wrap my arms around his neck. “However, it was a spot-on assumption.”
His head snaps up as a smile crosses his face. I lift myself up on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.
“Say it,” Cain whispers. “Say you’ll be mine.”
I look up at him, his chocolate brown eyes staring at me. “I’m yours, Cain Russell.”
His hands fist my shirt. “God, that sounds fucking amazing.”
He bends down, kissing me again.
“They’re still kissing!” We hear Amy yell as her footsteps run away.
“You two plan on coming up for air anytime soon?” Ana says as she leans against the doorway.
I can feel my face turning red.
“What’s wrong, PT?” Cain says with a laugh.
She narrows her eyes at him. “You know that shit was when I was like seven. I think the nickname is old by now.”
“Nah, I think it’ll be good until you’re at least old and gray.” Cain laughs and Ana takes her shoe off and throws it at him. The shoe hits him square in the chest and I can’t help but laugh.
“If you two are done sucking face, Logan is looking for you.” She nods at Cain.
“Got it.” He turn back to face me. “You good?”
I nod and smile at him. Cain heads out the door and Ana walks over to grab her discarded shoe.
“As much as I can’t stand his ass, he’s a really good guy.” She loops her arm through mine. “So Ryan took Casey and Amy to the park. Wanna go grab some coffee? We can have some girls’ time.”
“Um…sure, let me just get ready.” I glance over at the mirror, knowing I at least need to brush my hair.
“You got ten or I’m leaving you,” Ana says as she walks out of the room.
I could really get used to being here. Amy loves being here too, which helps. I run a brush through my hair and put on some foundation. I leave on my leggings and just slip on a sports bra and a loose T-shirt that slips down one shoulder.
Walking out of the room, I run into Cain and a guy I’ve never met before. “Emma, this is Landon, one of my brothers. Landon, this is my girl, Emma.”
I can’t help but smile as he calls me that.
“Nice to meet ya,” Landon says and starts to walk down the hall.
“Be there in a minute,” Cain says as he looks down at me. His finger slips under my exposed bra strap. “I like this.” He places a kiss on my bare shoulder. A chill runs through me as his lips warm my skin.
“I’m not taking a fucking prospect, Jimmy! I’m not a little girl anymore!” We hear Ana yelling.
“Shit, come on.” Cain takes my hand.
“Woman, will you just do as you’re told for once?” The man I can only assume is Jimmy runs his hand through his hair as he groans.
“Woman? Did you really just—”
“Ana,” Cain says and she looks over at us. “Jimmy, take Emma out to the truck with Evan and give me a minute.” He places a kiss on my lips. “Have fun, beautiful.”
