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“I promise you, I’m going to fix this,” I say.

  I see the pain in her eyes and I can’t imagine how much she misses her family. She ran away and she’s isolated herself for far too long. I’ve got my own strings I can pull, and I can do this for her and for Barrett. This whole family needs closure, and on Monday when I go back to work, I’m going to talk to the mayor again.

  “I hope my brother knows how lucky he is.” She nudges me as we hear the back door open. “If not, you’ve got my number. Just call me and I’ll come kick his ass.”

  “My ass?” Barrett says as he slides in beside me. “Think again, baby sister.”

  “I’m full of fried food and ready for bed. You coming, Steph?” Lynn says as she grabs her keys.

  “I don’t know, this house is so beautiful, and it’s got more than enough rooms.”

  “You’re welcome to stay,” I offer, but Barrett puts his hand over my mouth.

  “Goodnight, sisters,” he says.

  I give Lynn a hug and she whispers in my ear that he better not screw this up. Then I go to hug Steph and I tell her I’m going to keep my promise. The two of them smile at me, then Barrett walks them to their car.

  When he comes back in, I’m turning off the lights in the kitchen and locking the back door. For a second I think I see movement out back in the trees, but Barrett comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

  “Do you want to go see the skylight again?” he asks, and I hum in pleasure as I lean into his strong body.

  “You’re damn right I do.”

  Chapter 19

  Genevieve

  I smile as Barrett kisses me all along my neck, slow and sweet. I stir my coffee looking out the window wondering if life could get any more perfect than this. This whole weekend has felt like a dream. I turn and go up on my tiptoes to rest my arms on his shoulders. His rich scent fills my lungs, and it makes me feel so safe.

  “I don’t wanna go to work today.” I want to stay here with him. The weekend went by way too fast and now it’s back to real life. I don’t want to get lost in stacks of paperwork when I’d rather get lost in him.

  “I’m going to work on the house then swing by my place and grab some stuff.” He squeezes my ass and lifts me. My legs wrap around him the best they can as he steps over a few feet and sets me down onto the counter. “So feel free to quit and hang out with me today.”

  He gives me a teasing wink, making me wonder if it’s true that in every joke lies a hint of truth. It would be so much fun to help him on some of his historical rebuilds. It’s always been a dream of mine, but I don’t voice that to him. I don’t want to come off as a stage five clinger, but that might already be too late.

  “How much stuff?” I ask, changing the subject.

  “A good amount,” he tells me before kissing me and leaving me breathless.

  “Are you always going to kiss me so perfectly that you make my world stop moving?” I sigh. I keep thinking I’ll get used to it, but somehow each one is better than the last.

  “Yes,” he says before he kisses me again.

  This time I feel it all the way to my toes and I try to deepen it. But just as I pull him closer, a loud beeping sound echoes through the house. I look around the kitchen trying to figure out where it’s coming from.

  “It’s an alarm I installed. It goes off when someone pulls in the driveway.” He points at an iPad lying on the counter. “Everything runs off of that. I’m going to mount it on the wall today and you can access it though your phone, too.”

  “Are there going to be cameras, too?” I ask excitedly.

  “Yeah. A few in the house as well.”

  “So I can stalk you from work.” I wiggle my eyebrows. I really like this idea. Though I might not get much done other than studying Barrett’s ass.

  “If you want. It will be nice when we have kids, too.” He places a kiss on my nose then nods towards the door. “It’s your sister.” A moment later she’s whirling through the front door. “She needs to learn to knock. I could have had you bent over this kitchen counter,” he tells me in a low voice so only I can hear it.

  My mouth drops open for a second, and I start to tell him she can do what she wants, but then he kisses me again. When his tongue slides into my mouth all my protests are gone. My hands slide down his broad chest and I dig my fingers into his chest. I forget everything else until I hear my sister clear her throat.

  “Oops.” I jerk back, and I understand what he means.

  I don’t think when he’s got his hands on me, and having her walk in on us would be super embarrassing. I peep over Barrett’s shoulder as his lips go to my neck and he keeps kissing me. I have to fight a moan, and my sister looks shocked and unsure of what to do as she looks away from us.

  “Umm,” she says loudly as her face turns bright red.

  “Barrett.” I try to get him to stop, but his mouth only moves to my ear.

  “I think you both get what I mean about knocking,” he says, and I can feel his lips smiling against me.

  The idea of anyone seeing Barrett naked makes white-hot jealousy shoot through my body. He chuckles before placing one last kiss on my neck and then moving away so he’s propped up on the counter next to me.

  “Morning,” he greets my sister as he picks up my coffee cup and hands it to me. “Would you like a mug?” he asks her.

  “Sure. Sorry about that. I’ll make sure to knock next time.” She smiles.

  “How about you put on a shirt, Barrett, and I’ll make Gabi a coffee,” I suggest, though it isn't a suggestion at all.

  “Anything you want, lady.” He smiles before heading up the stairs knowing I’ve been caught in a moment of jealousy.

  “So he stayed again.” Gabi wiggles her eyebrows when Barrett is out of earshot.

  I jump down from the counter and walk over towards the coffee pot. I make her a cup and try to get my blush under control. Which is silly. Gabi is my twin and we tell each other everything.

  “Yeah,” I admit.

  “I’m going to go grab something real quick.” With that she darts off before I can even say anything. I know she’s up to something.

  After a moment Barrett comes strolling back into the kitchen with a shirt covering his chest.

  “Pretty sure your sister is snooping.”

  “Probably,” I laugh and nearly choke on my coffee as she wanders back into the kitchen.

  “No condoms and I know you’re not on birth control.” I hear Barrett chuckle. “It’s baby time.”

  She starts dancing around like a crazy person, her red hair going everywhere. I can’t help but laugh at her then the alarm goes off again.

  “Is this some sort of baby dance?” Barrett asks.

  “We dance a lot when we get excited,” I admit.

  I’d probably join her right now, but I’m not a morning person like she is. Then the front door opens and Neal comes stomping in. He’s normally polished and put together, but right now he looks disheveled. There’s an angry look on his face, which is something that isn’t normal for him. What did Gabi do now? I gear up to watch the show.

  “Gabi,” he says, grabbing her up in his arms to stop her from spinning around. “You threw up yesterday and this morning. I told you to keep your butt in bed.”

  “I had to come here,” she pleads as she smiles up at him.

  “I know, but I wanted you to rest and wait for me to finish cooking your breakfast.”

  “They’re having sex and they aren't using any protection.” She does a little hop in his arms, ignoring what he just said. Then the anger on Neal’s face melts away.

  “Baby,” he says as he kisses her softly. “Go on, tell her.”

  He lets her go, and when he pulls away she turns around to face me.

  “I’m pregnant!” she squeals, and her whole face lights up.

  I scream with excitement and run over to her, wrapping her in my arms. “Oh my god!” I squeal, and we just stand there for a long time hugging each other.
I’m so freaking happy for her. She has wanted a baby since the moment she met Neal. Everything she talks about always leads back to babies.

  “Now you gotta hurry,” she reminds me. As if I could forget.

  When we were at the fair, every time we got a second alone she was on me about Barrett and me. She said she could tell from the moment she saw me I’d lost my V-card. It must be some weird twin connection, because I knew it with her, too.

  “Trust me, he’s trying,” I laugh.

  I am, too, truth be told. I’ve always loved the idea of my sister and me being pregnant at the same time and our kids growing up together.

  “What would you have done if I had used a condom or birth control?” I ask.

  “I tried to talk her out of stealing it,” Neal deadpans.

  “Hey, I got the idea from you.” She pokes him in the chest.

  “Oh! I forgot the wedding book in the car!” She tries to dart away from Neal again, but he grabs her and stops her from going anywhere. My stomach flutters thinking about the book we made when we were little girls.

  “Baby, please make plans with your sister for lunch. You need to lie down and rest. You slept like crap and we still have your doctor’s appointment at ten.”

  “Listen to Neal,” I tell her, grabbing her hand. “Do what you need to do, then we’ll meet for lunch and talk about everything. I want to hear about your appointment.”

  “And I’ll bring the book!” She looks over to Barrett. “I need the wedding book. Right, Barrett?” She almost growls the last part, making Neal stifle a laugh.

  My heart stops for a second, which is silly because of everything Barrett has been promising. He’s moving in here and trying to put a baby in me. That’s a pretty loud sound of commitment.

  “Oh, she’s going to make an honest man out of me.” He pulls me close and kisses the top of my head, and I can’t help but melt into him.

  “Love you, Ginny,” she says as both she and Neal leave.

  “She’s going to be on us like white on rice,” I joke as I look up at Barrett. He lifts me up and my feet dangle off the floor.

  “I’m going to be what’s on you.” He carries me up the stairs and doesn’t stop until I’m lying in the middle of the bed.

  “Again?” He woke me up this morning by sliding his cock inside me. He gave me an orgasm before my eyes were fully open, then went on to give me two more before he finally let himself release.

  “I always want you, and I know your sister isn’t going to let me have you at lunch today.” He takes off my clothes and then removes his so we’re completely skin on skin.

  When his hands grip my knees and spreads them wide, he lowers himself onto me, his cock sinking deeper. My body is already primed for him, and his slow slide is easy. I moan as my body clenches around his width, loving how sweetly he stretches me.

  “She’s going to push for a wedding,” I breathe, when I feel the root of his cock press against me.

  “You think that bothers me? I already tried to get you to go to the courthouse,” he says as he slowly drags his length away from me.

  My hips lift, begging him to come back, but he pauses and stares into my eyes. His face is serious, and it’s then I realize the courthouse comment wasn’t a joke.

  “You didn’t ask me to, you know, get married,” I rush to say since he isn’t going to move until he gets whatever it is he wants.

  “I’m not taking the chance that you might say no. So I’m not asking, I’m telling you we’re getting married,” he says and slowly gives me an inch. “Did I ask to put a baby in you?”

  I shake my head no.

  “If you’d rather have something than the courthouse, then get to planning it. I know you’ll want your family there, and I’ll only be so patient. I’m sure you can see that by now.”

  Once again he fills me as we join together, and our tight embrace is almost too much to bear.

  He’s right though. All along he’s taken what he wants. Me. This house. Having a baby. Maybe that should make me mad, but it only makes me wetter. My body craves his dominance, and I trust him with every part of me.

  “You’re beginning to get it, I see.” He smirks as he rolls us over and lifts me up and down on his cock. “You’re mine, Genevieve, and with every day that passes it becomes impossible for me to be without you.”

  I rock my hips at the slow slide and the ecstasy builds inside me. When his thumb grazes along my clit I cry out his name and arch my back. It’s too much, but it’s just right and my body is out of my control. Now it belongs to Barrett and he can use it for his own pleasure.

  As my orgasm bears down on me, he grips my hips harder and thrusts up. He’s so deep, but I’ve never felt so full as I spread my legs and let the orgasm wash over me. He roars out as he holds me still and I have to fight to keep my eyes open. Watching him come undone is so fucking sexy, and feeling his warm seed inside me sends me over the edge once again.

  I’m boneless as I fall down on top of him and he rubs my back. I don’t care about work or the house or a wedding. Nothing else on the face of the earth matters except him and me. I’m consumed by my feelings for him, and that can only be called love.

  I’ve fallen head over heels for him, and I smile against his bare chest. I want to sit up and shout it out to the world, but I’m exhausted. So, instead I close my eyes and snuggle closer into him.

  Chapter 20

  Barrett

  I lean up against the doorframe as pride swells in my chest. This bedroom is where our first baby—or maybe even babies—will sleep, and I have a feeling that is happening within the next year.

  God, I just hope Genevieve likes what I’ve come up with for the space. Furthermore, I hope she doesn't go poking around into one of spare rooms. I’ve been keeping her focused on other areas of the house, so it should be easy enough for now. I have other ways to keep her distracted, and I certainly don’t mind putting them to use.

  I bring my hand to my chest and try to ease the ache there. It hits for a moment then fades. It’s done it a few times this morning since she’s been gone. It’s always when I think about her and she’s not with me. I know she loves her job and I can't ask her to quit. Even if I want to so badly it makes my teeth ache. But I can try and show her other things she can do for me. With me. Heck, she could work right here from home. She doesn't need an office downtown. Not really.

  I make a mental note to plan for an office space we could share. Maybe that would nudge her in the direction I’m thinking without my having to come right out and take what I want. I’m prone to doing that with her. But I want her to choose this, to choose us. I also don’t want her to think I’m a complete caveman when it comes to her. Though the title seems to fit with the way I’ve been acting.

  I was scared that she would pull away when I said the stuff about taking whatever I want. But it only turned her on more. I felt it when she tightened around me as I spoke the words. Maybe I should just come out and say it. But it might go better if I have my mouth on her while I do it. That always softens her sweet little body.

  “All this look good?” Slade asks me.

  He’s staring down at the notes he made while I was talking about what I wanted to happen in the nursery. I didn't want to go full out in here, but I wanted to leave a mark of what the room was going to be. I bet my Genevieve and her sister already have ideas of their own when it comes to the baby room. I love how close she is with her sister and how easily she’s taken to mine. I know our two families will blend together well.

  “Looks good. I’ve got a few other ideas that just popped into my head.”

  Slade laughs. “I’m sure you do. Now that you’ve all but moved in.”

  I push off the door, ignoring what he said. They all knew what was happening the minute I let them step into this house. I laid down the law about Genevieve being mine and they took that shit seriously because they'd never seen me do that before. Ever.

  “Put a lock on this door today. I don’t
want her stumbling in here and ruining the surprise.”

  He follows me out of the room and down the hall, where I open a few other doors and tell him what he needs to do. He’ll make sure it happens because he’s always on top of his crew. They’re clean and on time, which is why he gets paid more than anyone else.

  When we’re done I check my watch and see I have way too much time to kill before I get to see my lady again. I should unpack some of my stuff, but there are more important things that need to be done. First, the camera. That security crew should be here soon. I head outside and check around to see the best places to situate them. I want as many as I can get to cover the outside of the house. Not to mention the driveway and parts of the yard where the kids might play. I’m not worried about crime in this neighborhood, but I want Genevieve to feel safe when I’m not with her. She’s a strong woman, but she’s small and it wouldn’t take much to overpower her.

  I walk out into the yard to get a good look at the back of the house. Then I stop when I see cigarette butts littering the ground. They’re next to one of the big oak trees, the one I thought would be perfect to put a tire swing. I came out here the other day to check the limbs and I know these weren’t here then. I look up when I hear Slade step out onto the front porch.

  “Hey.” I nod him over and point down at the ground when he reaches me. “Any of your guys do this?”

  “Fuck no. They know better. No smoking on the job.”

  “Yeah, I figured,” I grit out.

  I would have liked for it to have been one of his guys, but instead my gut is telling me this isn’t good.

  “There are five all right here.” Slade looks around, then goes to the other side of the tree. “There are more on this side, and clear shoe prints in the mud. Looks like they lead to and from the woods. They’re fresh, too.”

  My body tenses and I rub my hand down my face. I’m thankful that all the security is being installed, but it isn't enough. There’s something wrong here, and now Mark’s name is the only thing pounding in my head. Something's gotta give and I need that fucker gone. I know it’s him. I didn't do what I really wanted to all those years ago, but this time things are going to be different.