hard, and his big brother,
Jake, was his best friend, but he wasn’t always on Jamison’s
wavelength. Jake and Jamison were men who saw the world from
different perspectives, but who had found a way to love each other
and be family. But Maddie…
Maddie was Jamison’s tribe. She was his
match in every way, the only person who could read his emotions in
a kiss, read his mind with a look, and always knew how to make him
smile.
Keeping tonight a secret from her had been a
challenge, but as Maddie turned in his arms, kissing him breathless
before twining her arms around his neck and hugging him tight,
Jamison knew it had been worth it.
“ This was the best
bachelorette present ever,” she said, kissing his cheek, her breath
feathering across his skin. “Thank you so much, you sexy gladiator
beast.”
“ My pleasure.” He claimed
her mouth, parting her lips with his tongue and kissing her until
she pulled away with a sigh.
“ We should get back to the
party.” She leaned back against the wall, tugging her shirt up to
cover her breasts, making Jamison scowl.
“ Don’t get all frowny,” she
said with a laugh. “You can have more when we get home.”
“ I want more now.” Jamison
ran his hand up her soft thigh to cup her bare ass in his hand. “I
haven’t made you come on the floor yet, and I’m a man who likes to
keep his promises.”
“ And I’m a woman who
doesn’t want everyone and their mother to know she was getting it
on in the back room,” she said, swatting his hand away and stooping
to pull up her underwear. “You know some of the guys from the
station are supposed to be joining us around ten, right? And you
know they won’t hesitate to tease the crap out of us if we aren’t
out there when they arrive.”
Jamison exhaled, knowing he’d been defeated.
“I know. And you’re right. But you have to promise this is to be
continued.”
“ As long as you promise me
we get to keep that loincloth for our very own,” she said, winking
as she crossed to grab her purse off the ground. “I’m going to go
to the bathroom and freshen up.” She paused, frowning. “You do have
normal clothes with you, right?”
Jamison grinned as he stepped into his
loincloth. “Why? You don’t want your girlfriends to see me dressed
to impress?”
Maddie shook her head, a heated look in her
eyes as her gaze swept up and down his body. “No, I don’t.
Gladiator Jamison is all mine.”
“ Yes he is,” Jamison
confirmed, not surprised to find his cock stirring again. Maddie
did that to him—made him capable of feats of athletic erection-ism
only previously imagined before his wife-to-be laid claim to his
body. “And yes, I brought clothes. I’ll change and see you in a
few.”
“ Don’t be long,” Maddie
said, crossing to press a kiss to his lips, sending his heart
flipping pleasantly in his chest.
“ I won’t.” He smiled as she
backed away, the look on her face making it clear how happy he’d
made her.
“ I’m going to keep this up,
you know,” he said, stopping her as she reached for the
door.
“ What’s that?” she
asked.
“ Making you love me more
than you did before.”
She sighed, and a sweet smile curved her
lips. “I look forward to it. Hurry out, Sexy, I can’t wait to dance
with you.”
“ Be right there.” He
watched her slip into the hall, feeling like a piece of himself
left the room with her.
But that was okay, because he was going to
get that piece back in a few minutes when he pulled Maddie into his
arms to dance. As long as she was out there, somewhere, loving him,
Jamison knew his heart would always be in good hands.
He was a damned lucky man, and so happy
nothing could bring him down, not even record-breaking rains and
the knowledge that he’d be spending half of tomorrow fetching boats
from people around Summerville who had volunteered their crafts for
use by search and rescue teams.
It looked like flooding was imminent, but
the SFD and SPD would handle
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