Page 71 of Stay With Me

Three days after taking Magnolia on our first official date, I’m still riding the high of tasting her sweet cunt on my tongue and the very public display blow job she gave me.

Making her come in the back of my truck wasn’t only a fantasy but aneed. I was desperate for her. I’ve wanted this for so long and finding out she’s always felt the same had this uncontrollable urge to claim her right there in my back seat.

I can still taste her on my tongue, but I want more. Again and again. I’d never get sick of being around or talking to Magnolia. The intimacy is just avery nicebonus.

Tonight’s Noah and Fisher’s wedding rehearsal. Magnolia looks stunning in a skintight, strapless, baby pink dress, but I hate the way Wilder ogles her. He’s never voiced being attracted to her, but Wilder will sleep with any woman with an ass and tits. Even if he did know about us, that wouldn’t stop his lingering gaze.

“Dude, quit staring.” I nudge his elbow with mine when I catch him for the third time focusing on her tits.

He leans over, his eyes never wavering as he whispers, “She’s right across from me. I can’t help it.”

I smack his cheek to knock him out of his trance. “Well, help it. You’re being rude and a creep.”

Finally, he snaps out of it and flashes me a devious smirk. “As if you haven’t been undressin’ her in your mind since we’ve arrived? Gimme a break. I know a sneaky groin adjustment when I see one and you’ve been doing it all night long.”

Goddammit, this asshole.

“It’s these damn pants!” I defend. “You know I don’t wear dress slacks. They’re itchy and keep ridin’ where they don’t belong.”

Not a complete lie, but my dick has been attentive since the moment I laid eyes on Magnolia walking through the church doors like the brunette bombshell she is. I knew within two seconds I was in deep shit.

Tan legs on full display with white leather ankle boots.

Long, dark hair curled in waves and pulled back behind her ears with clips.

Dark red lipstick staining her delicious mouth.

Fuck, I’m such a goner.

It’d be impossible not to notice her.

But still, I’m not giving Wilder a pass when it comes to Magnolia.He’ssupposed to think of her as a sister, not a woman available for him to gawk at.

He snorts as his gaze wanders back to his plate still half full of food. The rehearsal went as one would expect with four unruly brothers not wanting to accept their little sister is getting married before any of us. But besides the taunting and cackling at Noah’s expense, it went great.

As I eat a piece of Gramma Grace’s famous peach cobbler—Noah’s favorite—Dad stands and demands our attention. He gives a fatherly speech about how blessed we are to have everyone here to celebrate his little girl finding love. The room is filled with family and friends, too many to fit in the main house, so they hosted the dinner at The Lodge in one of the private conference rooms.

Gramma Grace and Mallory went to town on the decorations since the gift opening brunch will be here Sunday morning. But ifNoah thinks any of her hungover brothers are going to make that, she’s more delusional than Wilder, who’s currently winking at Magnolia and thinking she’ll reciprocate.

“Dad, that was so sweet!” Noah has tears in her eyes as she stands and hugs him. He kisses the top of her head and looks so proud. It’s funny to think how if he hadn’t hired Fisher to be our farrier, the two would’ve never met.

“My turn!” Mom speaks next, making most of us laugh at how Gramma Grace told her the two were sneaking around and how she secretly hoped they were because of Fisher’s charmingly good looks.

And then Mallory decides she needs to add to the torture and recites all her favorite Taylor Swift songs that she swears are Noah and Fisher coded.

After fifteen minutes of reading off lyrics, Mom finally motions for her to wrap it up.

“That was perfect, Mal. Thank you.” Noah wraps her arms around Mallory, and she grins wide.

Mom says the final goodbye, and we gather for a group photo before everyone breaks away.

I try not to watch Magnolia’s every move, but it’s so damn hard when she’s so close, and I can’t touch her. Her head falls back with laughter at something Landen says, and I hate that he gets that reaction out of her. But I’ve vowed not to get jealous of their friendship anymore, which means I need to stop worrying. If she wanted him, she had her chance to date him when he liked her.

“Say good night to your fiancée. I’m stealin’ her for the night so you don’t see her before the weddin’,” Magnolia teases Fisher.

Fisher frowns at Noah, who giggles at his reaction.

“You’ll have fun father-son time with Jase tonight. It’s just for one night, babe. Then we’ll have two weeks ofuninterruptednewlywed time.”