when he needed her to agree to what he wanted.
Won t hurt to clean the pastures out, fix up the barns and sheds. It will look nice anyway.
She tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with humor. You re bored.
I m not used to being lazy. He shrugged as he tried to match her amusement. I d like to hang around a while, get to know you and Mike. Since you won t let me pay bills or buy the groceries, I can at least do this.
It had been their first argument. She had won by default. Her eyes had glistened with tears, her expression had been crestfallen, as though he had somehow offended her.
Fine. She finally sighed. I just hate to see you working so hard when there s no need.
Regret shimmered in her eyes. Lost dreams. Frustration. He could see it very clearly. And he saw something more. The betraying flicker of her gaze. His cock surged as her gaze lingered for no more than half a second before she turned away.
Anna. I actually like working, he assured her as he moved closer to her, feeling the heat of her body as he laid his hands on her shoulders, turning her to face him.
God. He was going to go up in smoke. Before she could hide it. Before she could away the need in her eyes, he saw it. Blistering hot, confused, a rioting hunger that made him so damned hot it was all he could do not to push her to the couch and take her then. He wanted her beneath him, hot and wet and crying out his name. He wanted to fuck her until the horror and pain of the past years was erased from his mind and there was nothing but the two of them exploding.
Her lips parted, a light blush stealing over her cheeks. Okay. Yeah. Fine. You can do that. She moved away from him, trembling, but not before he saw the tight peaks of her nipples pressing against the fabric of her shirt. I m heading on to bed now, Devon. Make yourself at home. Goodnight.
She was running from him. Devon restrained his smile of victory. He would let her run, for now. She didn t know him, not really, and he wanted more than hot sex, more than just the warmth of her in his bed. He wanted it all. His home, his life, his child, but even more, he wanted his woman. All of her.
CHAPTER NINE
Blake had thought he would beat Anna from bed a week after arriving at the house. Each morning she was awake and moving about the house well before he had managed to get out of bed. He was an early riser and rarely slept well. He hadn t expected to sleep as deep as he had since arriving, though he had expected the intensely erotic dreams that plagued that sleep. Dreams of Anna, hot and wet, her sweet little pussy gripping his cock as he plunged heatedly inside her. Her moans whispering around him as he pumped inside her tight cunt, desperate to spill his seed inside her and yet terrified that if he did the vision of her would recede as it always had before.
He didn t wake up until nine though, when he heard her soft voice call out something to little Mike. Laughter shimmered through the house. The babies soft giggles and Anna s gentle voice. He lay there for long minutes listening to it, drawing the sounds of it in as he fought to convince himself that he could win her back. Win her back as Devon rather than Blake.
Blake opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling of the guest room. Damn, he should have put a more comfortable bed in here. He could feel the soft sag of the mattress, the irritating bulge or two of worn springs. His thinking at the time would be to insure that any one who was given this room wouldn t stay long. He snorted at the thought of how well that one was backfiring on him. His buddies had always warned him that his gift of inhospitality would kick his ass one day. This was the day.
The thought of the men he had fought with for over ten years had a smile edging his mouth. Hard, tough men. They had been there when he needed them in this battle though.
Taking out Demorga hadn t been easy. If it hadn t been for the unit he had managed to reassemble, it would have been