Chapter Thirty-Nine
RAINEY
“This place is beautiful, Devyn.”
She looks out the window of her new master bedroom, which showcases an incredible view of the Puget Sound. “It really is. I still can’t believe Riley bought this place for us.”
“Are you really that surprised?” I challenge. “He uprooted his entire life hoping you’d let him back into your life.”
She gives me a soft smile. “I guess I’m still trying to figure out if I’m dreaming. Everything has just clicked into place so easily. And Nathan loves him so much. It almost seems too good to be true.”
I pull her into a side hug. “Oh, honey, this has been a long time coming. You deserve happiness, so soak it all in.”
“Thanks, Lorraine.”
I give her one extra squeeze. “I’m going to go check on the guys out back to see if they need help getting the food going. I’m starving.”
“I’ll be down in a bit,” she says.
I head downstairs into the kitchen that would make Chip and JoJo proud. I’m still not over the fact that Fixer Upper will no longer air new episodes. There goes my plans on moving to Waco so they can design my dream home.
As I’m setting condiments out, I’m pulled back into someone’s hard chest. “What the—”
Brody swings me around and slams the refrigerator door shut. “I’ve been dying to do this for hours.”
He attacks my lips which quickly escalates into dry humping against the fridge.
I manage to break away from his mouth to say, “Brody, we can’t do this here.”
“Drew is out back and the other three are upstairs. We’re fine.”
“Didn’t you get enough last night?”
He palms my ass and pulls me into his hard-on. “Does it feel like I’ve had enough? I don’t think it’s possible to get my fill where you’re concerned.”
I lose my will to protest any longer when he starts kissing a trail down my neck. I moan when he palms my breast and takes my mouth again. Our hands are roaming everywhere while our tongues are tangled. God, what is it about this man? We’ve had sex seven times in the past two days and I want him again.
Brody pulls back and presses his forehead against mine. “We need to find an excuse to get out of here.”
I resume rubbing him through his jeans. “I can’t wait that long. Bathroom?”
He groans as he presses his crotch into my palm. “Fuck, Rainey. You’re killing me.”
I place a light kiss on his full lower lip. “You know you love it.”
He digs his fingers into my hips. “Honey, you know I do. You can touch my dick any time you’d like.”
I guide his hand back to my breast. “Mmm. I like that idea.”
His blue eyes sparkle as he dives down for another kiss.
“Hi guys.”
Brody and I fly apart the second we hear Devyn’s voice. She’s standing next to the island with more than a little shock on her face. Shit!
“Devyn!” I shout nervously. “What are you doing here?”
She leans against the island and gives me an are you kidding me look. “It’s my kitchen. What are you doing in here?”