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“Babe, quit fidgeting.” Montana is in the passenger side of my truck.

Today being Monday and there being a meeting this morning meant I didn’t have to be up bright and early at the job site.

It only made sense for us to ride in together, even if she’d be at the main office this morning and I would have to go to the other site.

“It’s hard. I don’t want to screw this up.

” This morning, I knew she would be a nervous wreck.

That’s why when the alarm clock went off, I initiated sex, thinking it would relax her.

I woke her up with my head between her legs, my tongue lapping at her cunt, slowly working her up until she was writhing in her sleep.

I lifted her legs over my shoulders, pressed my hand firmly down on her lower abdomen to not only keep her in place but to give her the hardest, most earth-shattering orgasm I knew she’d need to calm down the nerves that had her tossing and turning in sleep half the night.

The sleepy smile she greeted me with once she realized what I was doing only had me working her harder, pressing harder, and when three of my fingers thrust inside her pussy, my lips wrapping around her clit, sucking it into my mouth, she was screaming out my name.

A matter of minutes later, Montana reciprocated even though that wasn’t what this morning was about.

But I wasn’t going to tell my woman no, not when she wrapped her lips around my cock.

Needless to say, we both needed a shower after.

I thought that would calm her down, but it didn’t happen.

It took her thirty minutes alone to figure out what she decided to wear, a whole new ball game with the laid-back atmosphere at Hart Construction.

It was the call to Leena that had her settling on a black pair of jeans, flowy top, and what she said were mules.

Frankly, Montana could wear a potato sack and still be the prettiest woman in the world.

“You’re not going to screw it up. If anything, that will be Deke.” I run a hand down my face. After I left yesterday, they stayed around to talk.

“That’s not making me feel any better, you know.” Her hand squeezes mine. I’m not sure who’s giving whom reassurance this morning.

“Sorry. A lot was left unsaid besides the fact that Deke was going to Alabama. It’s going to be weird not seeing him around the office, even if he is a dickhead most of the time.” I should have kept that comment to myself. Montana has enough shit on her mind without me clouding it.

“It’s alright. I’m serious, though. If this has anything to do with me working for Hart Construction, I’ll back out. I have enough of a nest egg to help get me started, and if we let my apartment go, that’ll be even more money to put towards my own firm.”

“It’s not an if, babe. It’s a when, and I’d have you moved in completely yesterday, but time got away, and then the plants needed to be babied to death.” We’re just pulling into the parking lot when Montana gives me a mock look of horror.

“Of all things you could say, I’m telling Leena what you think of them.

You do realize she loves plants just as much as me, right?

I mean, it was me who got her started, and if you think my place was bad, her back deck is a horticulturist’s dream come true.

” At least I’ve got her mind off work and in a more relaxed state, even if it’s about plants.

“We’ll get it all moved over slowly, then, because, babe, you’ve got a shit ton of plants.

” Not to mention clothes, shoes, knick-knacks, and all kinds of furniture.

It’s a wonder she and Marlie aren’t friends with the way they like to collect things.

There’s a reason why they still have two houses besides that one’s closer to the beach.

Tanner let me in on that little secret one night after too many beers.

He wasn’t pissed about it; he had a goofy grin on his face, a look of contentment.

Shortly after that, I understood. In walked Montana.

Plants be damned, all the shit that comes with her, she could fill the house to the brim with it, and it wouldn’t bother me at all.

“Well, only if you insist.” I put the truck in park, using my hand that’s not wrapped in hers to use the gear shifter.

“Listen, you’re not going anywhere. I don’t give a fuck what Deke says or doesn’t say.

At the end of the day, yes, we’re a family, but we’re also a company.

Bringing you on is not only benefiting you, it’s benefiting us all, too.

” There isn’t much more I can say about the situation with Deke, truthfully, because who fucking knows with that dickhead.

“Only if you’re sure, well, if all of you are sure, really.”

“We are. Now, come on because Leena picks up doughnuts, and if we wait too long, the good ones will be gone and we’ll be left with the old-fashioned style ones with no flavor.

” Montana laughs, her smile lighting up the truck, dispelling the heaviness that’s been swirling around us, and I know no matter what happens, today will be a good day.