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The door shut again.
“You know what I do when I’m scared?”Salem asked.
“Emotionally blow up everything around you and then let the three of us clean up the mess?”I asked in amusement.
“Well, yeah, I used to do that.”Salem nodded.“But now I let Cas clean up the mess.But when I’m scared, I force myself to take a giant leap into the unknown.”
“You gotta face your fears, Wyn.Look down the barrel of the gun,” Hadley said.
“Yeah, I’m good,” I said.“What am I supposed to do?Tell her that her dad and I are dating?It might not work out.”
“What if it does?”Hadley asked.
“You sound just like Poet,” I grumbled.
The bathroom door opened.“Yeah, she does!”The door immediately closed again.
“This is insanity,” I muttered.“I love you guys.I really do.But you do not get to dictate how I handle this.”
“You’re not handling it at all,” Salem pointed out.“You’re evading.”
“Gee, who does that sound like?”I taunted.
“You’re mean when you’re scared,” Salem stated as she reached for the rest of my sour cream donut.
“I’m leaving,” I announced, standing.
“Don’t go,” Hadley pled.“Salem has no filter now that she’s pregnant.”
“We can’t blame the baby for Salem’s lack of filter.Salem has never had a filter,” I commented.
“That’s why you love me.”Salem beamed.
“So, what are you going to do?”Hadley asked.
“For the time being?I’m going to keep having twisty-pretzel sex,” I said.“Other than that?I’ve got no idea.”
ChapterTwenty-Nine
The House
I was in the middle of dicing carrots when the front door opened.Archer strode inside.
“What are you doing here?”I asked.“It’s lunchtime.”
“I know it’s lunchtime,” he said as he came to me, removing his cowboy hat and setting it on the counter.He took the knife from my hand and placed it on the cutting board.“I’m hungry.”
“You usually have lunch at the Ridge,” I stated.“So why are you home in the middle of the day?And how did you get here?”
“I borrowed Brooks’ truck.”His eyes darkened.“And I told you.I’mhungry.”
I licked my lips.“Oh ...”
He dropped to his knees and wrestled my leggings down until they pooled at my ankles.And then he grasped my ass and hauled me toward him.
My fingers sank into his hair as he pleasured me right there in the kitchen.
“Good God!”I gasped as I came down from my orgasm.
