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of it. I’m almost tempted to go to bed with him just to get it over and done with, but I knew I wouldn’t do it.
    My only real regret was that the boys would miss out. They genuinely seem to like him and he’s the first guy I’d ever allowed to get this close to them.
    Was it only this morning that we met? Why couldn’t life be simpler? Why did people have to play so many games, so that you doubted everything and everyone?
    I was nineteen years old, almost twenty and my life felt like it was almost over. My choices were limited now and that’s the truth.
    It’s something I’ve come to terms with a long time ago, but today, for the first time, I wish I were the type to take chances, because Brett Cantone makes me want to risk it all.
    I looked back at my boys who were all but nodding off in their car seats, their little faces happy and excited because they’d had a good day, and most of it was because of this man.
    My heart squeezed when I thought that I might never see him again. That if it was all just a game, no matter how much I tell myself that I’m not interested, it was going to hurt like hell.
    No, I can’t risk it; there was no point in setting myself up for disappointment. Jonathan had done a number on me, but I was a hundred percent sure that this one would destroy me.
     
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    BRETT
     
    I know exactly what she's thinking but she has no idea who she's dealing with. Her last...whatever the fuck he was was a boy.
    No boy can know what to do with a woman like her, a woman who went off like a firecracker at the feel of a man's cock.
    Shit, no wonder the little fuck had ran scared. She was all woman and she had no idea what that meant to a real man.
    Lucky for me I'd been in the right place at the right time. I have to remember to get my dog some Grade A steaks for the next week at least. He did good.
    I pulled up outside her building and went around back to get my boys. "You get the door honey I'll bring them in."
    I saw her stop short at the honey but pretended I didn't see shit. That's my plan; bombard her with the sweetness. By the time I was through, she wouldn't know what hit her and we'd be hitched.
    I'm not the waiting type, never waited for a damn thing in my life. I figure she had about two weeks tops before she was under me one way or the other and that was pushing it. By then I'd probably be ready to hump a fucking knot in the floor.
    I followed behind her with the boys, my eyes glued to the sway of her ass. Oh yeah, she was so getting bred; mom was going to be knee deep in grandkids in about another year or so.
    She showed me to the boys' room and helped me get their shoes and stuff off before putting their pajamas on. They barely made a peep as they rolled over and went to sleep.
    She had no idea just how close she was to danger as she sat there looking all motherly; and why the fuck I should suddenly find that shit sexy as fuck, who knows?
    I looked around the room as she ran a hand over each boy’s head, still humming the lullaby that had sent them to sleep.
    I'm gonna have to do something about their beds, they looked kinda old. But again, I was sure that if I mentioned it she'd freak, so I'd just buy new ones and bring them over. Seems to me like that's the only way to deal with Ms. Laurie.
    I grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room behind me after we both kissed their little heads goodnight. I headed for the living room, a man on a mission. "Sit."
    I sat her on the couch and paced back and forth, trying to get my words straight. I didn't want to scare the shit out of her, but straight forward is the only way I know.
    "Listen Laurie, I don't know your whole life story, but what I do know so far I want. I want you and the boys and about six other little fuckers running around here...well not here but you get my meaning.
    I don't care that we just met, that's not how I work. I go with my gut, always have and it hasn't steered me wrong yet.
    Do you know what I was doing this morning