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BEAU
The next morning,the sun creeps through the blinds in the living room as I spoon Honey, who’s sound asleep. We ended up having a second round on the couch, and we were so exhausted afterward, we didn’t bother to make it back to her bed. We just pulled a throw blanket over ourselves and knocked out.
As I hold her, I breathe in her sweet scent. This woman is incredible. She’s sweet and beautiful and smart. I’ve never had more fun on a date.
And the sex? Fuck me. She’s basically ruined me for all others.
I tighten my arm around her slender waist, relishing how she fits against me. I’ve never stayed the night with a woman, but I can’t bring myself to leave.
I must doze off again, because when I jerk awake, the room is brighter.
But something’s off. I wipe the sleep out of my eyes in time to see Cash McAllister glaring at me from across the room.
“What the fuck is going on?” her brother bellows.
Honey wakes with a start. “Oh my God. What are you doing here?” She tugs the blanket higher.
“I tried your doorbell, but it wasn’t working. So I used the spare key you gave me. I brought you some breakfast tacos. Figured you were in the shower or something when no one answered my knock.” Disgusted, he shakes his head. “Care to explain why Beau fucking Walker is buck-ass naked with you?”
Honey and I both struggle to sit up. I make sure the blanket covers her while I grab a throw pillow to place over my junk. “Morning, Cash. Nice of you to drop by,” I say sarcastically as I stand to go get my clothes, which are strewn around Honey’s bedroom.
I hear him yelling at her while I quickly get dressed. “How could you? Dad is gonna lose his shit. Have you ever heard of loyalty?”
After I slide my shirt on, I grab a robe off the back of Honey’s closet and drape it over her shoulders as I glare at her brother. “Calm the hell down. This isn’t what you think it is.”
He scoffs. “You’re telling me you didn’t screw my baby sister?”
My hands tighten into fists, but I will myself not to make this worse for Honey. “Don’t fucking talk about Honey like that. This wasn’t a booty call. We’re dating. I care about her.”
He stares at me like I have two heads.
Honey tugs on my arm, making me sit next to her. “Aww, that’s sweet. I care about you too.”
I smile at her. “You’re pretty amazing.” Leaning over, I kiss her.
Cash snorts. “You mean she’s pretty rich. Unlike you. Honey, can’t you see he’s using you?”
“The hell I am. I don’t want her money.”
“Good, ’cause you’re not getting any of it. Pretty sure our father will disown her if this continues.”
Honey shakes her head. “Go home, Cash.”
“I’m just trying to protect you.”
“I don’t need protection. I’m a grown-ass woman.”
Cash hangs his hands on his hips. “I fucking knew something was going on when you asked why Trig hit him. Jesus, Honey. Dad’s been saying you’re gonna marry Ian Fairchild. You cheatin’ on that guy?”
“Nobody’s cheating. I told Ian I wasn’t interested.”
“Well, he’s interested in you, and he’s offered Dad a thousand acres of good grazing land in East Texas to make it happen, along with some oil rights.”
Her jaw tightens. “I’m not a cow you can auction off to the highest bidder.”
I wrap my arm around her and kiss the top of her head. “It’ll be okay, baby. We’ll figure this out. I’ll go talk to Vernon.”
