Chapter 74

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Every department store is closed due to the holiday, but we were able to get a few more outfits from Walmart without completely sacrificing fashion. I was shocked that even good 'ol Wally World was open on the holiday, but I'm thankful they were. Helen is enthusiastic and satisfied with her new clothes so we head back to the lodge to get ready for our holiday festivities.

The guys haven't moved from their spots at the bar and it appears the alcohol is well into their systems. I tell them all to go back to their rooms and get showered. We have an hour left before we leave. My dad tells me I'm bossy as he blunders away and I laugh because it's true. Hunter grabs my hand as we walk back to the room. The alcohol has made him extremely playful which means shower time is going to be fun.

"So, how did it go with Helen?" he asks as he steps into the shower.

"She told me about your proposition."

He looks at me with wide eyes, searching my face for any indication of how I feel about his offer. "So, what do you think about it? Are you mad? I know I should have asked you first. It's just that- "

"I think I am the luckiest girl in the world that I get to love the most generous, kind, caring and undeniably sexiest man on the planet."

"So, you're not mad?" he asks, his tone cautious. I press my hands on his chest and look into those piercing blue eyes.

"No, baby. I'm not mad. I love that you did that. It's exactly what I would have done."

"Well, thank fuck. I was so worried that you were going to be mad at me. It just seemed like the right thing to do at the time. She doesn't deserve the life that she is living right now."

"I completely agree. She wasn't going to accept, but you know how persistent your girl can be."

"That I do. I mean, I was prepared to hold out for sex until at least our fifth date, but you wouldn't hear of it. You were so ruthless that there was no way I could have said no."

I cut my eyes at him before he throws his head back in laughter. I'm glad he amuses himself.

"You really need to get better material if you plan on being a successful stand-up comedian."

"That's comedy gold, baby girl."

"Don't cry to me when you get booed off the stage," I retort.

He moves his hands to my hips, sliding them up my torso before pushing my breasts together. "Come on, you think I'm a little funny," he says, ogling my chest.

I pinch my fingers together so only a small amount of light shines through. "Ok, maybe a smidge funny, but it's microscopic at best.

"I'll take it."

I smile back to him and grab the shampoo bottle, watching the way the water rolls over his body as I wash my hair. I don't know the logistics of Helen's return to Kentucky, but I am confident in our decision to move her home with us. There's going to be a lot of preparation that needs to take place before the move, but that will come later in the week. Right now, I just want to focus on the here and now...and the here and now has his hands on my hips moving me to the water. I tip my head back, knowing the contact is coming soon. When it does, it sends a shiver throughout my body. My eyes are closed, but I feel his body closing the distance between us. Within seconds, our chests are pressed together, his erection pushing against my stomach and I am rearing to go.

"Baaaaby," I growl.

He turns me around and reaches to caress my breasts, his breath hot on my neck, practically panting in my ear.

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