“We all know that’s you. It gets around enough,” Deke admonishes. My stomach drops to my toes. His family really has no idea, none whatsoever, about their brother, and it’s a damn shame.
“Whatever, put a fucking plan together, build a crew, go down the lists of pros and cons, then set up a meeting where the whole family can see if it’ll benefit us, but I’m telling you now, you’ll be handling all of it. I want no fucking part of the traveling life.” I barely have enough sense to move out of the way before the trailer door flies open and Deke comes storming out. My hands clutch the railing behind me to hold on for dear life.
“Shit, are you okay, Montana?” Deke finally realizes I’m managing to stand back.
“Yeah, Tanner asked me to come and take a look at the few projects that are going on and for me to get familiar with the plans.”
“It’s about time you come work for us. Sorry about that.” He gives me a hug. “Have fun in there.” Deke points over his shoulder. “Asa, Montana’s here. Don’t be a bigger dick than you already are.”
“You guys, some things never change,” I attempt a joke.
“Nope, not likely to change either.” He shrugs his shoulders. “I’m heading out.”
“Hey, Montana.” Asa appears in the open doorway, a calmness in his voice that wasn’t there moments ago.
“Hiya, Asa, I’m reporting for duty.” Deke is looking at me, so he doesn’t see the bright smile and wink Asa gives me.
“About damn time.” He moves back so I can move away from the support holding the small staircase up.
“Stop flirting with Montana, fucking manwhore.” I’m taken aback. This is not the Deke I know.
“Get out. Now. Don’t you come back until your head is screwed on tight and you can apologize to Montana.” The anger Asa is exuding, it’s a good thing Deke walks away without another word.
“Asa, look at me.” His head is tipped back to the sky, he’s breathing deeply, and I know he’s upset. “I know the truth, you know the truth. Let them think what they want. Deke probably thought he was doing a good deed in his twisted way of thinking. But, Asa, you are everything to me, and that’s all that matters.”
“I’m good. Still pissed as hell he mouthed off.” His eyes look out at the makeshift parking lot. My small SUV is parked next to his ridiculously big truck he needs for work, and he smiles. God, does my man smile. “You’re everything to me, Montana, fucking everything.”
CHAPTER TEN
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“Asa, more,” she moans, head tipped back, ass on the kitchen counter, her fingers working her nipples while my fingers are deep inside her. I know she’s about to come. Fuck, I’m ready for it. My cock is at the ready. The second I feel her cunt ripple around my fingers, I’ll be pulling them out and fucking her with everything I’ve got. It’s been two weeks since she’s accepted a position at Hart Construction. Sadly, she hasn’t started working for our family-owned company yet. That’s because she wanted to leave Harrison and Sons on good terms. There was no persuading her to give them one day, let alone one week. That’s how much integrity she has. Monday, that all changes, and if I have my way, I’ll use any excuse to get her into my office when I’m not at a jobsite.
“I give you more, and you’ll be coming on my fingers instead of my cock.” I take a step back, still working her body to a fevered pace, wanting to see just how beautiful she looks in this moment.
“Hurry up, then.” Her eyes pop open, full of desire, darker than they usually are.
“No fucking way.” I’m not rushing this, not when we have all the time in the world. It being a Saturday, neither of us has any plans until later this evening. Montana is hanging out with Leena, and I’m with my brothers to watch a baseball game at Tanner’s place.
“Asa, I’m dying over here.” She spreads her legs further apart, causing me to rethink this whole waiting thing I’ve got her doing. That’s when the knocking on the front door interrupts everything.
“Who the fuck could be here?” I pull my hands away from Montana’s pussy, growling under my breath that not only did she not get hers, I won’t be getting mine, which the banging on the door only amplifies.
“Asa Thomas Hart, if you don’t answer this door in the next two seconds, I’ll be using my key.” Montana hops off the counter, scouring for her pajamas that are on the floor. I grab my shirt that’s hanging off the kitchen chair, sliding it on, and then help Montana.
“Jesus, Asa, what do we do?” Her eyes are wide in shock. The trance she was just in moments ago is completely gone, and fuck, but I hate that.