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MONTANA

“I think I’m going to talk to Tanner and see if there’s room to bring me on at Hart Construction.

” We’re sated from the orgasms Asa doled out to me in the shower, him on his knees, my thighs over his firm shoulders, holding me up while eating me.

After two orgasms that way, it was my turn to get on my knees, and, boy, did I take my time.

It wasn’t long until Asa’s hands were in my hair, hips pistoning so his length was sliding in and out of my mouth, minutes later coming down my throat.

“I’m thinking I already know there’s room.

We’ve all been waiting for this day to come.

” I’m lying on top of him, literally. We’re on his deep-seated couch, something that was added the week after we started becoming more of an item.

That doesn’t stop him from pulling me down, to lay me where I am now, my ear to his naked chest, listening to the cadence of his heartbeat along with his breathing.

I’ve fallen asleep like this so many times, I can’t even count, and I was almost to that point before bringing the subject up to Asa.

“It won’t bother you, though, right? I mean, there are so many factors.

We’re together as a couple, spending as much time as we can together, then add I’ll be designing the plans, working closely with not only your family but you as well, it could get sketchy.

” I lift my head, resituating myself so my hand is over his heart and my chin is now on top of it.

“Babe, you know how I feel about you working for that slimy fuck. Shit, when you designed the garage, he tried to throw you under the bus. You’re a perfectionist when it comes to work.

It took all I had not to tell him what a fuckup he is and walk out the door.

You’re better than him. Shit, Montana, you’re better than half the fucking company.

If we have issues, it is what it is. I hear make-up sex is fun as hell.

” Leave it to Asa to calm my fears and throw in a joke at the end.

That’s not something we’ve had before, make-up sex, that is.

Seriously, you’d have thought we’d fight by now or bicker at least, but it’s been perfect, which is so far from the norm that there’s still a piece of me that’s waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Of course, that could happen when we finally let everyone know we’re together.

Hopefully, they don’t try to break us apart.

Yes, he’s six years older than me, and yes, Asa has made many claims to fame that he’s not scared to flirt for the sake of getting his family going, and he’s definitely not an angel when it comes to his past, but neither am I.

No one is who we know, come to think of it.

“Maybe we should fight to test that theory, hmm?” The grin he gives me makes my core clench with desire, which is ridiculous. I had two orgasms not even an hour ago, and with one look, I’m ready for more.

“You’re a goof. Seriously, though, talk to Tanner. It might deter Deke from going balls to the walls with this job in Alabama.” He breathes out. HIs firm fingers massage my head while he talks.

“Why would anyone want to leave Florida?” I have so many questions, and I’m not sure which ones to start with.

“Hart Construction got offered a project in Alabama. I don’t think it’ll come to fruition.

Leena’s eyes bugged out like we couldn’t take on any new work, and she’s right.

We’re fucking slammed. Tanner and Keller already said they’re out because of Marlie and Alana with Jace, and then there’s Deke all gung-ho like he just got his first taste of pussy ever.

” Asa let’s out the air he was holding in.

“And what about you?” I swallow the lump in my throat. Alabama isn’t that far away, but nights like these, well, they’d be obsolete. There’s no way we’d both be able to commute and work the next day.

“I told him there’s more to life than money and fame.” Now it’s me who relaxes, my forehead going into the crook of his neck, where I breathe in his scent, thankful he wasn’t willing to volunteer.

“Montana, babe, you need to look at me.” He’s still massaging the back of my head. A purr leaves my throat, but I do as he says, blinking rapidly. “If I we’re ever to make a decision like that, one that would affect you and me, we’d talk first, okay?”

“Promise me?” Two months, that’s all it took for Asa to wiggle his way into my heart to a point I know he’ll never leave.

“Always. Now kiss me, then we’ll go up to bed.

” My lips meet his, both of us pouring a whole lot of emotion into this moment.

I swear if work weren’t going to suck again tomorrow and Asa didn’t have to be up early, I’d be taking this a lot further.

Instead, we end our kiss, and I return my face to the crook of his neck, relishing tonight.

It’s a deeper connection, more meaningful, yet neither of us says those words, feeling them instead.