But you rather love his antics.
You rather love Wolfe.
You miss him.
Want him.
She cut all the thoughts off. They weren’t useful anyway.
Annoyance flooded her body as she stared at him. He held his hand out toward her, and she wanted to tell him to fuck off, but she hadn’t gotten the hang of wearing the cast.
She gripped his hand, and with his help, she started to walk through the forest. “This doesn’t mean that I forgive you,” she said.
“I know. I have no right to have your forgiveness. I get that.”
She also didn’t wanthim to be so … agreeable either. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him, but instead, she kept those thoughts to herself.
He didn’t need for her to say them.
Don’t think about his hand.
Don’t think about how good it feels to have him touching you.
She missed him.
This love thing, it was a pain in the assbecause she wanted to hate him. It would be easier that way. It was why she wanted him to break her leg again, so she would remember the pain, but instead, all she could remember was how hurt he’d been.
Wolfe hadn’t wanted to hurt her.
Damn it. She wasn’t going to give in to him.
“Hold on,” Wolfe said, making her stop.
Amelia waited and then watched as Wolfe whistled.
She frowned, and then she heard it.
Seconds later, she saw Rascal and Buster racing toward her.
Amelia cried out, and Wolfe moved behind her, grabbing her hips as her two dogs charged forward.
She wasn’t able to crouch down, so she had no choice but to bend forward. As she did so, it put her ass directly against his pelvis, and this made her suddenly sit up, a little taken aback by the sudden contact.
Wolfe held onto her hips. He didn’t say a word even as she felt the hard ridge of his cock against her ass.
She pressed kisses to Rascal and Buster. Both of them were bouncing with joy to see her.
“How did you do this?” Amelia asked.
“I asked Val for a hand. You can bring them back to the clubhouse as well. None of the brothers will say anything.”
Amelia stood and turned, but Wolfe wouldn’t let her go far.
“How?”
“I asked them to allow you to have your dogs. You love them. I know you’ve been missing them, and they’re the real reason you’ve been staring at the forest edge for hours at a time. Trying to figure out a way to go to them. Tell me I’m wrong.”
He wasn’t wrong.