Page 130 of Backup Plan

“Lucky Penny,” I sob. Literally. Tears are streaming down my cheeks, and I’m completely and totally at a loss for words.

This man.

I said one time to him that owning a coffee shop by the beach was a dream, and he found a way to make it happen.

“I’ve partnered with VanBrad to build both the interior and exterior, and they brought in Everleigh to help with branding, vendors, and launch strategy.” He steps behind the counter and nods to some boards I hadn’t seen there before. “She already put together several ideas, so all you have to do is pick the one you like or give feedback if you don’t like any of them, and she’ll take it from there.”

I join him behind the counter and look at the boards that have several ideas for what the shop will look like inside as well as tables we can put outside. Another board has branding ideas for the Lucky Penny.

He thought of everything.

I can’t believe this is my life.

“I remember asking you to quit your job and move with me to stay home with the kids, but I don’t think that was ever your dream. If this really is your dream, well, we’ve got a jump start. And if your dream changed, that’s okay, too. I can put someone else in here and I guess we’ll own a coffee shop now.” He shrugs, and I can’t help a laugh as I brush away the tears.

“I can’t believe you did this for me.” I shake my head. “You’re the real dream, Liam Bradley.” I stand on my tiptoes and lean in for a kiss, and it turns heated.

The door is shut. Hopefully locked, too.

It’s just us in here, and the fact that he did all of this for me when he didn’t even know for sure that I’d be able to move here is just something beyond my wildest dreams. He believed in me. He believed in us. So much that he found me my dream coffee shop right here on the beach and named it after me.

I melt into him as his kiss turns from heated to urgent. I slide my hand down until I feel his hard cock beneath my fingertips, and I rub my hand there with a little pressure until he bucks toward me, grunting with need.

He pulls back and pushes my leggings down my legs with my panties. I kick off my shoes so he can drag my clothes off the rest of the way, and he lifts me onto the counter. He gets down on his knees, spreads my thighs apart, and dives into my pussy face first.

“Mm,” he murmurs against me, like he’s tasting the best meal he’s ever had. His tongue inside me is enough to push me straight to the brink, but I want to bask in the pleasure a little longer. I lean back on my palms and tilt my head back as he brings a hand up. He rubs my clit, then slides two fingers to pump in and out of me as his mouth moves up to suck on my clit.

I’m panting. I’m falling apart right here on the counter of my new coffee shop. The mere thought of how much he loves me sends me into another galaxy, and I’m gone as I shudder over and over through a fierce climax at the mouth and hands of Liam Bradley.

When I come down from the high, he lifts to a stand. “Congratulations on your new coffee house, Ms. Wade.”

I smile softly at him. “Congratulations on your expert oral talents.” My voice is raspy.

He chuckles and takes an exaggerated bow. “Always a pleasure to be of service.”

I slide off the counter and locate my leggings as I giggle, and I’m about to get dressed when he moves in behind me.

“I’m not done with you yet, my lucky Penny.” He slams his hips against my ass, and I feel how hard he is.

I moan. “Oh, God, yes. I’m so lucky. Now fuck me over this counter so we can really break it in.”

“Your wish is my command.” He whips his cock out, and a moment later, he’s sliding into me over the counter in our coffee shop.

Well, those are words I never thought I’d be able to say.

But so much of the last few days have been filled with things I never thought would happen.

I guess I’m pretty damn lucky after all.

EPILOGUE: Liam Bradley

Second String

Maybe she’s my lucky penny, after all.

I’m not really sure, but I’m still shocked at what Tanner Banks just told me as we wait for the quarterback meeting to start. It’s just the two of us in this conference room while we wait for the third string and the quarterback coach to join us.

It’s my first day at training camp, and I’ve been busting my ass all morning to prove that I deserve to be out there. The good news is I’ll get to return home to my family tonight when the day is done.