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She clenches her eyes closed and nods.

I step toward her again, lift her chin, and her eyes spring open. I see exactly what I need to see—want. But I give her exactly what I know she needs—a quick kiss to the forehead. Then I step back, turn around, and grab my clothes.

I swear I feel her eyes on me as I change, so I deliberately take my time, allowing her to check out what I’ve been told is the best ass in the world.

After I’m dressed, I grab her cell phone. “I’m adding my contact information. You need me before I pick you up, call.” That done, I set it down and grab my own phone, keys, and wallet.

I sto

p before her and kiss her cheek. “Tonight, you can build a fort between us, but I’m getting at least half the bed.”

“That’s pretty presumptuous,” she says, but the smile in her voice gives away her true feelings.

“I’ll be a perfect gentleman until I can’t be anymore. The first time, I’ll ask permission. Once it’s given, I don’t promise to be a gentleman, but I do promise you won’t regret a damn thing, little Ross.”

She walks me to the door and, as I step out into the hall, she stops me.

“Ben?”

I turn back. “Kendall?”

“Do me a favor?”

“After our first date, I’ll do you several.”

She shakes her head but with a smirk.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” I wink. “The favor?”

“I’m going to be late, so you can’t come back in here, okay?”

I nod.

“Look through your mom’s social media posts. There’s a picture of that time you said you believed in fairy tales—”

“None of that means shit, Kendall,” I cut her off. “What does mean shit is what happened on the stage and what’s been happening since.”

“Will you just look at it?”

“No.” I shake my head. “Nope. Not—”

“If you don’t, I’m not going tonight.”

Then the little beauty shuts the door in my face.

6

Ben

In God’s Country

Standing outside the hotel, I wait impatiently for Kendall to appear. Umbrella in one hand, a dozen pink roses in the other, feeling a little nervous, I pace back and forth in front of the hotel.

When she walks out in a pale pink dress under a black rain jacket and black boots, I can’t stop myself from looking her over very slowly.

She shakes her head and looks down, smiling.

I clear the four feet distance between us as I tuck the roses under my arm and grip the back of her head, pulling her in and kissing her forehead. Stepping back, I then hand her the roses. “No need to be careful with these ones. I made sure the thorns were gone.”


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