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“Poor baby,” she said, her mouth in a sexy pout. “We don’t want to overdo it now, do we?”

I winked. “If you want to ride me again and do all the work, I won’t argue.”

She giggled and slipped off her robe and then slid under the covers. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her against my body. I loved the feel of her head resting on my chest.

With a yawn, she said, “Let’s just rest our eyes for a bit.”

I kissed her on the forehead and held her even closer. “Go to sleep, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.”

Saryn

THE SMELL OF bacon had me rolling over and opening my eyes.

“If my mother is in the house, I’m going to die,” I whispered to myself. Opening one eye, I turned to find an empty bed. I sat up quickly and found Rus was missing, as well. So was his dog bed.

I jumped out of bed and wrapped my robe around my body and made my way to the kitchen. With each step, I couldn’t help but notice how my body ached in the most delicious way. I’d woken up around five this morning and crawled back onto Truitt. I had no idea where this new version of me was coming from, but I rather enjoyed her. And honestly, I did know where all of this new confidence came from. It was Truitt who brought it out in me.

When I walked into the kitchen, I came to a stop and backed out to a spot where I could look in and watch. Liliana stood on a small stepstool, mixing something in a bowl while Truitt sprayed cooking spray on a griddle. My mother stood to the other side of Truitt and cooked bacon.

I narrowed my eyes at her. She was probably eating this all up and feeling pretty damn proud of herself. Little did she know the chemistry between Truitt and I had already been sparked years ago.

“Twuitt, how dis?” Liliana asked as she showed Truitt the bowl.

“That is the best pancake mix I have ever seen. Your mommy is going to love these pancakes. Now, let’s put in the secret ingredient!”

Liliana clapped widely and then giggled. I turned quickly and made my way back to my bedroom where I changed into jeans and a sweater. I slipped on my Keds and headed back to the kitchen.

“What’s going on in here?” I asked, trying not to look like a woman who’d had the most amazing sex of her life only hours ago.

My mother turned and smiled as she looked me over. “You slept in this morning.”

“I did. Thank you for watching Liliana.” I walked across the kitchen and hugged Liliana, then gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I missed you, pumpkin.”

“Missed you, too, Momma.”

I finally got the courage to look at Truitt. He wore a wide grin, and when our eyes met, he winked. My stomach did a somersault.

“When did y’all get here?” I asked.

“I saw Truitt out walking with Rus. I figured you were both up, and Liliana had been begging to come see Rus.”

“Poor Wus is huwrt, Momma,” Liliana said.

“I know, baby. Where is he?” I asked as I looked around the kitchen.

“He’s in the living room. All set up with a comfy bed Evie made for him. Y’all are spoiling my dog and he’s never going to want to go home,” Truitt said.

I felt my face heat, knowing I didn’t want Rus or Truitt to leave. He would have been fine at his own place, but the moment the doctor suggested Truitt not be alone, I jumped on it. I’m positive it was painfully obvious to everyone how much I wanted Truitt here.

“If you kids have got it from here, I need to head on out to the store. Truitt, your momma called and invited us all over to dinner on Christmas Eve.”

Truitt froze and then slowly looked at my mother, a shocked look on his face. “My mother invited everyone over?”

“Yes. She mentioned how sweet it was of Saryn to take care of you and she wanted to repay her and visit with all of us. I haven’t seen your mom in a few months. Last I heard she was in Europe or somewhere.”

“Or somewhere,” Truitt mumbled.

I frowned as I watched his brow pull in. A sour look crossed his face before he let it quickly fade away. Truitt didn’t talk very much about his family. I knew it was just him and Roger, and neither of them had gone into the family business of cattle breeding. From what I could remember, his mother was never around. His daddy would come to the football games and the holiday parties. Never his mom.

“Mom, thank you for keeping Liliana the past few nights. Truitt was able to really rest and so was I.”


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