Chapter 12
Deke
As soon as Sadie stirs in the morning, I return to the bed. I hadn’t trusted myself after the run to sleep beside her, so I dozed in the chair by the door. It felt right to guard her, keep her safe.
“Deke.” She yawns, curling into me. I grit my teeth as she brushes against my c**k, and it hardens to steel.
“Morning, baby.” I dip my head and kiss her, my tongue teasing out her secret longing, stroking the silken cave of her mouth. She moans and arches against me. I scent her wet heat.
I pull away and clear my throat. “It’s almost nine.”
“Is it? Fudge.” She sits up.
“Fudge,” I repeat because it’s so damn cute. “Do you ever curse?”
“Yes.” She grins. “But not often. I would hate to inadvertently do it in front of my kids.”
She pecks my lips again. “I’ve got to go. We h
