Page 211 of Broken Trust
She laughs, and my chest warms.
“And you and Cabe?” I ask.
She looks toward the window for a second. “He’s important to me. Always will be.” Her voice grows stronger. “Our bond is unshakable.”
I squeeze her hand. “I hope so.”
The last thing I wanted was to drive a wedge between them—her losing him or him losing her.
After a minute, I sigh. “I’ll give him a few days. Then I’ll go talk to him.”
She narrows her eyes. “A conversation. Just talking. No punching,” she says.
“No punching. I promise.”
“But if he does try to hit you …”
“I’ll block, and I’ll walk away,” I finish for her.
“Good.”
Another comfortable silence settles between us.
Then an entirely different thought enters my mind. A much more pleasant one.
I grin.
“What?”
I slide my hand a little lower along her back, and her eyes widen.
“How about that reunion we didn’t get to finish in the barn before we were so rudely interrupted?”
Her mouth falls open. “Seriously?”
“What?”
“You’re in no condition for any kind of reunion.”
“Sure I am.”
My hand slides down to her ass, and I pull her against me. I kiss her nose, her cheek, and the corner of her mouth.
“You might just have to do most of the work,” I say against her lips.
A blush spreads across her face, and she offers a sexy smile. Her eyes sparkle for the first time since yesterday. “Oh?”
I nod. “Think you can do that?”
Her smile turns downright wicked.
Something I never would’ve expected from sweet little Jovie Asbury, and my cock stirs at the sight.
Her mouth comes to mine, and she finally melts into me. When she pulls back, she brushes her nose against mine. “I can do that.”
My grin widens as she stands up on the mattress, pulls her tank top over her head, then steps out of her shorts and sinks to her knees, straddling my hips.
I fold my arms behind my head and settle deeper into the pillows as she reaches and guides me inside of her, then begins to slowly ride my cock.
