Bitter Truths (The Denton Family Legacy 3)

“Absolutely. It’s going to be pure torture.”

“You’re going to wish I was never born,” he said, laughing.

The smile on her face disappeared. “I’m being serious now, Oliver. If I didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t.”

“I’d make you.”

“No, you wouldn’t. I thought you might, and for a few days, I wondered that myself. I’ve talked with your mother, Lou, Harper, and even Betty. You Denton men, you’re all tough to the outside world, and you are. You’ll take on any fight regardless if you win or lose.”

“Most of the time we win.”

“I know. The truth is, when it comes to women, or at least the right woman in your life, you’re like butter in a hot room. You melt. You’re not this hard guy who I need to be afraid of. I know you’d die for me, and even if that is scary as hell, I wouldn’t change it.”

Oliver pushed some hair off her face, not wanting to be hindered the beautiful view.

“You wouldn’t?”

“No. Even when I was young, I always wanted to be needed. To be loved in a consuming way. Like in the movies. You know where then men are completely devoted, and love their women, never cheat.”

“I get it.”

“To my parents I was a mistake. I don’t ever want to make my children believe that they were mistakes. I want them to know that they are loved more than anything.”

“We can do that. I’ll do anything. When do you want to start with these kids?” he asked, dropping a hungry kiss to her lips.

“Not right now. We need to find out who is responsible for taking your money, and my family’s death.”

“First, we need to dump you in the bath.”

He pulled out of her tight pussy, reluctantly. He wanted to stay inside her for the rest of his life. Picking her up, he carried her toward the bathroom.

She moved him out of the way, putting the plug in, and filling it with water as he got rid of the condom.

“I’m going to have to get used to you being so independent.”

“You betcha, and I wasn’t touching that condom,” she said. “Can I ask you a question?”

“You can ask me anything.”

“When was the last time you were with a woman?” He turned toward her, seeing her cheeks flush once again. “You know I’ve not been with anyone else. I have evidence.”

He sighed.

“That’s not a good sound.”

“The night we first met.”

“What about it?”

“I was with a woman about an hour, maybe more before we first met.”

“Oh.”

“I was taking care of business. It meant nothing. Sex, fucking, it had no meaning. It was just something I had to do, felt like I had to do. I’ve not been with anyone since you. Unless you count this.” He held up his hand.

“You cheated on me with your hand?”

“I know. You’ll have to spank him.”