her to brush it off—but when her cheeks turned pink, and she looked away for the briefest of moments, we all knew.
“Oh. My. Gawd!” Kaylee exclaimed.
Lincoln reached for Timberlynn’s hands and smiled. “Oh, Timberlynn, are you pregnant?”
She drew in a deep breath and looked at me, a huge smile instantly appearing on her face. “I found out the day after you did, Merit. And the crazy thing is…we have the exact same due date.”
The entire room erupted into cheers as we all surrounded Timberlynn and hugged her.
“Stella is going to shit her pants!” Kaylee added, and everyone laughed even harder.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
DIRK
I walked up the porch steps of Merit’s house, a bouquet of flowers in my hand, and drew in a long, deep breath. I exhaled slowly and rang the bell.
The door opened, and I was greeted by the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. Merit was dressed in overalls that had giant flowers painted on them. Underneath, she wore a white tank top. Her brown hair was pulled up into a messy bun with long strands of hair falling around her face and neck. Those violet eyes of hers sparkled, and she smiled as she looked down at the flowers. “Are those for me?”
I took her all in. She was in bare feet, and for some weird reason, that turned me on. She looked fucking adorable, and it took every ounce of willpower I had not to toss the flowers to the floor and demand she strip right there.
“You look adorable,” I said, my voice sounding a bit strained.
Merit took in her appearance and laughed. “I do?”
All I could do was nod. “Please, wear those all the time. Except, maybe next time forgo the tank.”
Her cheeks turned pink, and she shook her head. “You are impossible.”
No, I was madly in love, and being able to finally acknowledge it felt fucking fantastic. “Not impossible, Bugs, in love. Madly in love.”
Something changed in her eyes. The usual light violet turned darker, and her tongue swept quickly across her lips to moisten them.
“I’m going to hand you these flowers—do what you want with them—but you have five minutes before I strip you naked and bury myself inside of you.”
Her eyes widened and her mouth opened before she quickly closed it. She took the flowers and headed into the house. I followed and shut the door.
“I was getting ready to call you. I wanted to talk to you about paint.”
“Trust me, paint is the last thing on my mind right now,” I said as I admired how nice her ass looked in that outfit.
Merit chuckled as she pulled out a vase and filled it up with water. She carefully arranged the flowers and turned the vase a few times to study it.
“You have a minute and a half left,” I stated.
With a smile, she picked up the vase and set it in the middle of the kitchen island. Then, she folded her arms across her chest and tilted her head as she studied me. “We should talk, Dirk.”
“Talking is so overrated. Forty-five seconds,” I said as I reached down and pulled off my shirt.
Merit drew in a sharp breath and stared at my chest, then my abs. “True, but we keep putting it off, and we really need to. If we’re leaving tomorrow for the benefit ride—”
“I’m not riding in that event.”
She frowned. “Why not?”
“I pulled out, but don’t worry, I made a very generous donation.” After I kicked off my boots, I walked over to her and unsnapped one of the overall straps. “Time’s up, baby.”
The denim fabric fell away and exposed more of the tank top. My knees went weak when I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Mother of God, you’re not wearing a bra,” I said, running my tongue over her nipple through the shirt.
“Dirk,” Merit gasped as she dug her nails into my hair.
I licked and sucked until the white fabric was wet, and I could see her hardened nipple through it.
“Sexy as fuck,” I whispered, unclasping the other shoulder strap and repeating the process with her other nipple.
“Wait, you’re making me lightheaded. Why did you pull out?”
“Later. Right now I want to focus on this moment. On you,” I said softly as I kissed up her neck, across her jaw, and finally captured her mouth with mine.
Merit wrapped her arms around my neck, and it didn’t take long for the two of us to get lost in the kiss.
“I want to make love to you, Merit.”
“Yes,”