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“And my brother?”
“Yes, the situation is awkward. Even so, I’m sure he can’t imagine his life without Sawyer. From what I overheard on that call, the man is in love not only with Mia, but with that little boy. And let’s not forget. He’s the one who never told Mia or anyone else how he felt. If you had known he had feelings for her, you never would have gone there. And if you hadn’t, none of us would have Sawyer.”
He studies me, his expression thoughtful. “Who the hell are you, Ryan Jameson?”
“Just a girl from Goose Hollow about to shoot her shot.”
Chapter Thirty-Six
Knox
Ryan is shooting her shot?
Before I have a chance to wonder what that entails, she slips her hand in mine and pulls me down the short hall to her bedroom.
Does she really think she needs to shoot her shot? As though the result would be anything other than me giving her whatever she wants?
When we cross the threshold of her room, she turns to face me and all I see is her. The room behind her is a blur. My sole focus is on the remarkable woman in front of me.
“Did you mean it when you said you’d like to find out what we could be?”
Scared to speak and ruin the moment, I take a beat before answering. “I did.”
“You sure about that?” she questions.
“Sweetheart, I’ve never been more certain of anything.”
“Prove it,” she all but purrs, backing up until she reaches the bed, where she sits, crossing her legs.
She’s showing me yet another new side to herself, and I fucking approve.
Although, she scares the shit out of me and I’m certain once I’ve had her I’m never gonna wanna let go.
I also don’t want to rush this. I’ve never taken my time with a woman the way I want to with Ryan.
“I’ll prove it to you all damn day, but I need to know you’re positive you want this, too.”
“I’m certain, Knox. However, you don’t have all day. The clock is ticking.”
“Once we do this, there’s no going back.”
She taps her wrist. “Tick. Tock.”
“You asked for it.” I close the distance between us. “Stand up.”
She follows my order, and I bend to kiss her lips. With all her confidence, she’s shaking in anticipation.
“Arms up.”
Grabbing the hem of her short cotton dress, I guide it over her body and raised arms. The dress slips from my fingers as I get my first glimpse of her. Her peaches and cream skin covered by barely there pink lace. The material leaves nothing to the imagination because I can see right through it.
She’s magnificent.
My dick hardens almost to the point of pain behind the denim of my jeans.
“I knew it.”
“Knew what?” Her arms stay in the air as she waits for my next instruction.
