Inked Obsession (Montgomery Ink Fort Collins #2) - Carrie Ann Ryan Page 0,77
waggling his brows.
I laughed and tugged him into the house. “Honestly, we only have the ceiling to do. If we don’t want to get too much paint on ourselves and make it to lunch on time to meet everybody, I should probably shower.”
His eyes darkened. “Showering sounds good.”
I held up my hands. “Whoa, I said we don’t want to be late. If you’re busy eating me out in the shower, we’re not going to make it on time.”
He licked his lips.
“I could use a pre-lunch. And that pussy of yours sounds pretty wonderful.”
“Beckett,” I said, blushing.
“What? I promise to feed you, too. You liked my cock in your mouth.”
“And on that note, I’m going to shower. Alone.”
“I’ll finish checking the office to see what needs to be done when we get back.”
“You are too good to me.”
He met my gaze and shook his head. “No, I don’t think so. I could be better.” He kissed me again, and I was lost in him. I told myself I didn’t have to be, that we didn’t need more than the words we had, but that wasn’t enough. I wanted more. And I hoped he did, too.
I quickly showered, did my hair up in a quick braid around the crown of my head, and came out wearing jeans with strategically placed holes, a cute flowy top, and wedges that I knew Beckett liked because they made my ass look great.
At least, that’s what he had told me once.
And given how his eyes darkened, and he let out a little grunt, I assumed the wedges and jeans did their job.
“You’re killing me,” he rasped.
“What? Is there something on my jeans?” I asked, laughing as I spun around on my toes.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Well, it’d be a good way to go,” I said on a laugh. He bit my lip before he kissed me hard, and I pushed him away. “Okay, we are going to go meet everybody. I was promised food.”
He sighed. “Fine. Food it is. Only because I like you.”
“That’s so kind of you,” I said on a laugh. He kissed me again, and we made our way to his car, and then to the restaurant.
“Who’s meeting us here?” I asked as Beckett turned off the engine.
“I think Benjamin said he was coming. Archer and Marc have something to do with Marc’s friends.”
I frowned at his tone. “Something wrong there?”
He shook his head. “No, I just don’t see Archer as much as I’d like to these days. Even though we work together, he’s usually off with Marc.”
“They’re happy. In love. That’s sort of what couples do. They spend time together.”
“Yes, but I’m selfish. I want my family to spend time with me.”
“That wasn’t always the case with you.”
“Well, I’m done keeping secrets.” He kissed me again, and we made our way inside. They had our names on the list, and we sat down, waiting for Beckett’s twin to arrive. Benjamin showed soon after, Brenna on his heels.
“Hi, there,” I said as Benjamin leaned down to kiss my cheek. Beckett growled a little, but I knew it was only for show.
“Colton and Paige said this place was great,” Benjamin said as he pulled Brenna’s chair back. She gave him a look, and he just raised a brow. “Come on, sit down.”
“Okay,” she said before taking the seat daintily. “This isn’t a date.”
“Oh, don’t worry, it isn’t,” Benjamin said, laughing.
She rolled her eyes, and I just shook my head. “Nobody else is coming?” Brenna asked, giving Benjamin a pointed look.
Benjamin just shrugged. “Annabelle and Jacob are at their ultrasound. Paige and Colton have already come a few times. And I don’t know about the others.”
Beckett nodded. “Mom and Dad came yesterday, Archer and Marc are doing something, and I know Clay and the kids wanted to come, but there’s a birthday party for one of the kid’s friends.”
“And I’m sure Riggs would have wanted to join, too,” I teased, and Brenna lifted her water glass to cheers with me.
“Pretty much,” Brenna said on a laugh.
“Okay, stop matchmaking, you two,” Beckett said, his hand on my thigh.
I looked at him then, and everything felt wonderful. We were here, together, and though I didn’t know what would happen next or where Beckett and I were going, we were happy. I hadn’t spoken to my in-laws since the incident, and I didn’t know if I would. There had been no lawyers. Nothing. I still hadn’t made a decision about the money, but I needed