Chapter 4

Landon

Ican’t stop smiling when I open my eyes the next morning. I found who I’ve been looking for. I just didn’t know that I already knew her.

I didn’t know that she should be off-limits thanks to the bro code. But I’m not doing that.

I loved Karter. Still love him even though he’s gone. Has been for months now.

Stupid accident. He wasn’t sick. He was driving home after coming to see me in town and helping me pack my stuff up and move it out of the offices.

An empty feeling gnaws at my belly. I hate that he was killed on the way home from helping me.

One stupid driver who wasn’t paying attention and glanced down at their phone apparently, crossing the center line and killing both of them.

His passenger survived but she had to overcome some serious damage.

That’s one of the reasons that I decided to get the hell out of this town. Wildwood’s always been my home. But home without my business and my best friend doesn’t make any sense. It just feels empty, shuttered.

Like there’s nothing here for me.

But now there is. Kinsey and her kids. My new instant family. Although Kins doesn’t realize it yet. She just thinks that I was an opportune passerby and that I’ll soon be gone.

Fate is a fickle, strange thing. I’m looking for purpose, family. And just when I’m about to leave, she shows up out of the blue and I know. I feel it all the way to my soul.

She’s my purpose. Her kids are my family. And I have a funny feeling that even though my buddy might start out pissed as hell, eventually he’d realize that I’m the best thing for her. For them.

I’ll take care of her the way he would want. The kids too. I want it all.

I shuffle out of the cold bed and stretch my arms out over my head. My back is aching at the cold but the rest of me is ready, willing and able.

Especially my dick. I adjust my cock in my boxers and grimace. I’ve never had to deal with a problem like this.

Nobody else knows but I’m actually a virgin. I waited for so long to find the right woman that I just couldn’t get excited about a filler woman like most men would.

I wanted the right woman not the right now woman.

Now that I’ve found her, my dick feels like a fucking steel pipe. I guess the son of a bitch feels like he’s waited long enough.

I know how he feels. Electricity sizzles under my skin just thinking about the sexy little redhead with the kissable lips and the shadows in her silver eyes.

I can’t imagine what it’s going to feel like when I finally get the chance to bury myself in her body. When I finally get to find my way home.

I want to trace the freckles across her delicate little nose with my lips. Want to find every sweet spot on her curvy little body.

“Will and Katy! Time for breakfast!”

My pulse jumps and the fucker in my boxers slams into the placket so hard I’m lucky the damn things stay on.

Scrambling around, I grab for my jeans and slip them on and then my t-shirt and blue and black flannel over top.

It takes me less time to make it out that door than it usually takes me to get ready for work in the morning. There’s more at stake here.

Katy and Will slam past me and I grin as I step back and let them through. I wonder about the names and if she did it on purpose. I want to know everything about how she thinks, what she feels, how she loves.

I want it all. Want to know everything.

One step inside that warm kitchen with the flame-haired woman with the shimmering eyes and I know that I’m not going anywhere…ever.

The scent of pancakes on the skillet has my belly growling so hard that it sounds like it’s about to eat itself. But when I move closer and I smell her sweet scent, peppermint and roses, I don’t give a shit about food anymore.

I just want her. And I don’t think there’s any damn thing out there that will make me forget how much I need her.

She glances up when I stand over her and there’s a dark shimmer in her silver-gray eyes that flashes so fast that I almost miss it.

But I don’t. And I don’t know if I’m a fucking idiot or the luckiest son of a bitch on this planet. But that look looks a helluva lot like hunger, want, need.

The same feelings skating over me as I stand near her.

But she turns away and I can’t be sure.

I just have to hope and pray that I saw what I saw. She needs me as much as I need her.

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