Page 47 of Untamed Heart

“It’s you. It’s me. It’s us. Now come inside me, baby. Please.”

That was all it took. Roe thrust in deep, stretching me so perfectly I couldn’t remember anything ever feeling better. Despite our avowals to each other, what was happening between us wasn’t making love. It was too hungry. Too desperate. Too consuming for that. Roe fucked me so beautifully that my climax was building in no time at all.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he ordered, driving into me at a relentless pace that caused sweat to break out on both our bodies.

“I’m yours, baby. And you’re mine.”

“Forever,” he grunted, the exertion causing his muscles to strain. “It needs to be forever. I can’t take losing you again. It’ll kill me.”

Lifting my head, I pressed my lips against his as I spoke, “Forever, Roe. I’m not going anywhere ever again.”

We came together a minute later, both of us shouting our releases into the air. Roe collapsed on top of me, and I squeezed my arms and legs around him tightly as we caught our breath. A few seconds later, he rolled to his side, taking me with him so we were still connected.

“You have my word, right here and now, Honeybee, that I will spend the rest of my life striving to deserve you, that I will never break your heart again, and I will love you with everything in me until I leave this earth.”

As far as promises went, that was a damn good one. I opened my mouth to give it back to him, but instead of words, a jaw-cracking yawn escaped. Roe chuckled before peppering my face with kisses.

“Take a little nap, baby. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

“Mmm, promise?” I asked sleepily.

“I promise forever, Honeybee.”

TWENTY-THREE

DAKOTA

I had beentwo weeks since Roe and I officially got back together, and I’d spent the entirety of that time feeling like I was floating on air.

Thiswas what it meant to be happy. I had a job I loved, working for myself. I had Roe, and with him came Cassi. I was steadily rebuilding my relationship with my father. I lived on the greatest street in the entire freaking country. And I was making some incredible friends.

If you’d have told me a few months ago that this was the path my life would end up taking, I would have laughed bitterly in your face, but now I couldn’t imagine ever wanting anything else.

There was one tiny thing that might have been able to put a dull on the shine that was my life lately, but that was only because what I saw could have potentially rendered me blind.

I mean, no daughter wanted to walk into her home and catch her father making out with a woman. I might have had a teensy, minor freak-out in which I screamed about needing bleach for my eyes, but then I sawwhohe was kissing, and my whole tune changed. I’d fully planned on playing matchmaker to set Ezra upwith Bea, only, it turned out I didn’t need to. Because my old man was already making moves.

Needless to say, I was beyond thrilled by that development, and I made sure they both knew I was totally okay with them getting together. On the stipulation that I never,everhad to see them necking and rutting around on each other for as long as I lived.

Everything was perfect, a word that I never thought I would use to describe my life, so it only made sense that there would be something waiting in the wings to try and ruin all the good I’d managed to grab onto. Or more accurately, someone.

I was on my way to Roe’s after meeting up with Lennon, Iris, and Phoebe at Toni’s Tavern for a couple drinks. I was riding a high of a great night out with friends when it was ruined by the flash of blue and red lights in my rearview mirror.

The siren on the cop car behind me bleeped, warning me to pull over. I slowed down, using my blinker to pull over on the side of the rode. My heart rate increased as I waited for whoever was in the cruiser behind me to make their way to my window.

“Ah shit,” I hissed under my breath as soon as I made out Tolliver Brady heading for my driver’s side window.

The asshole had a lot of nerve pulling me over after all the shit he’d been pulling with those photos.

I hadn’t received another envelope since I moved my father into Lennon’s with me, and I could only assume that was because the man was a giant coward.

Like some kind of bad, cliched cop show, he tapped on my window with the end of one of those ridiculous flashlights that cops carried. “License and registration,” he ordered as soon as I put the window down.

I knew it wasn’t smart, especially given the fact that I was alone, at night, with a man who’d been trying to scare me away,but I felt my attitude coming out, claws sharpened, and there was no way of pulling it back in. Not with this bastard.

I cut my eyes at him, narrowing them into vicious slits as I gripped my steering wheel. “Can you tell me why you pulled me over first?”

Brady’s face went hard. “License and registration. You make me tell you again, we’ll be taking a trip down to the station.”