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He wasn’t wrong, though I didn’t want to admit it.

I mean, I was hurt when I saw my ex doing that shit, but I wasn’t devatated. I didn’t whine or cry. I just left. It wasn’t even that it was a drastic measure based on hurt. I was pissed and knew I couldn’t work there anymore.

What did that say about my feelings for the man? For the job I thought I loved?

I knew everything he was saying, and honestly, what he wasn’t. He wasn’t saying not at all, he was simply saying not tonight. And that had my thighs clenching together.

He smirked as he felt the bed move and I slapped his arm.

“Turn around,” he ordered and I rolled my eyes.

“Damn, you’re a bossy one.”

“Yup,” he said, wrapping an arm around my curvy waist and drawing me along his back, his lips by my ear. “But you’ll like it sooner than later. Now, just stay right here and let me hold you through the night. Because cuddles always make everything better.”

And once more, he wasn’t wrong.

Especially if it was him.

Chapter 4

Pegasus

I woke the following morning, a smile on my face and my arms around the most beautiful woman. Did she believe what I told her last night?

Wasn’t certain, but maybe she’d understood a whole lot more and wouldn’t worry so much about what I thought about her curves. Maybe she’d actually give me a shot.

“Mmm,” she moaned and I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning and to keep from getting harder. Her little noises were not going to help me with this, though.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked.

“I did. What about you?”

She peeked an eye open and glanced back at me, and I winked.

“I slept the best I ever had. Don’t get to usually hold beautiful women all night long,” I told her, which was the honest truth. I might have had ladies, but only a few serious relationships, so it’s been a long time since I’ve been with someone all night.

“I don’t buy that in the least,” she muttered, curling back into me.

“Justice,” I warned her, making her laugh.

“I can feel him, he’s awake.”

“Yeah, well, beautiful woman and morning wood are a tough combo here.” I stretched and threw the covers off of me. “Want to see what the town has going on today? You know all kinds of fall festivities are in the air.”

“I wasn’t planning on seeing anything while I was up here, but it might sound fun. We can certainly take a stroll and see. Oh, can we stop by the diner for breakfast, even if it’s a late one? Aunt Bee’s has the best breakfast and it’s the one thing I’ve been craving. I even told Peyton not too long ago I needed to come up here just for that.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, but I didn’t disagree with her there.

“We can. Let me just get up and get some coffee in my system before we head out there. Then hit up the town.”

Two hours later, we were wrapping up breakfast, talking about simple things, things I missed. We talked about high school, and then made our way through college, and ended up with how things are now. How did she see herself after all of this?

I loved her answer.

She had some savings that she didn’t need a job tomorrow, but would hunt for one when she got back, though she had planned on staying for at least a week.

In my mind, she could stay longer, but I didn’t think she’d go for it.