Epilogue
DEAN
One Month Later
My plans were shot to shit. There was no way I could peel myself away from Tallulah before she woke up.
The notion of heading outside to Bessie was thrown out the window when Tully rolled over, threw a leg over my hip, and I lost all sense of control.
I’m not even sure she realized what she was doing.
My only thought was getting lost in the woman I knew was going to have my last name really fucking soon.
Tallulah wearing one of my flannels to bed along with those long socks of hers means she’s always bare beneath.
I took advantage, fucked her while she was on top of me, soft and slow.
When she finally woke up, I proceeded to take her exactly how we both like, hard and fast. It was only when I came deep inside her that I realized our sweat-slickened skin was making her shiver.
Something about the house always being too cold.
When you sleep hot, you don’t realize how cold it is until your woman says it enough times.
Still, the thermostat stays down as low as possible.
It works for the both of us. I stay cool, and Tully ends up in my arms the whole damn night.
This morning was an added bonus, only it made me shift my plans and had me waiting a bit longer in seeing my ring on her finger.
The plan at the time was for Tallulah to walk out and see Bessie with a bow in her hair and her ring tied up with it.
I guess it wasn’t meant to be and probably for the better.
My luck, Bessie would have a moment, shake the shit out of her head to dislodge the bow, and then Tully’s ring would be in the yard somewhere.
I can see it now, a metal detector in hand while I’m searching the yard, and my family decides to make an appearance. Yeah, I’d never live that shit down.
Since we were both awake, Tallulah decided to come to the barn with me.
Honey Belle has already improved by a hundred times.
She’s great with a saddle on and loves when Tully is riding her in the covered arena.
This is only the second time we’ve been in a bigger area, and while I’m holding the lead rope, you can never be too sure when an animal has been through what Honey Belle has in how she’ll react.
“Dean?” Tallulah’s voice interrupts my thoughts on how I’m going to proceed today.
“Yeah, sunshine?” I look up and find her sitting on Honey Belle in a pair of jeans, shirt, and boots. There’s color to her cheeks, and I’m not sure if it’s from the heat or if she’s sore after this morning.
“You’re awfully quiet down there. Is everything okay?” Fuck yeah, I am. I’m realizing the idea of giving Tallulah a grand gesture isn’t necessary. As long as we’re together, no one is interrupting us like my big-ass family has no problem doing.
“Nope, not really. Everything is about to be, though.” I stop Honey Belle, look up at Tallulah, and dig my hand into my pocket.
Tully’s parents came into town last week.
I’d already picked out the ring. All that was left to do was ask her dad for her hand and then ask Tallulah.
He was more than pleased I asked. It would be what I’d want, too, when the day comes one of our daughters is in a relationship.
Mr. Jennings did joke around that my hands would be full between his daughter, all the animals she wants, and the children she dreamt about growing up. Tallulah was and still is very vocal about her hopes and dreams. And I’m going to give her every damn thing.
“What?” she asks in confusion as my fingers find her ring.
A little different than most would wear, but I knew Tully wouldn’t want to wear a big diamond.
Her line of work makes it a bit difficult to have the usual solitaire diamond.
I went with a gold band with a row of round diamonds.
An eternity ring for her to wear for an eternity.
Still, it’ll never be enough time with the woman who I love with my whole fucking being.
“Be my wife, Tallulah. Own my name like you own my heart, and I’ll be your husband and love you until my dying breath. Even then, I promise to love you, forever.”
“Dean.” She drops the reins, and I step closer, anticipating her next move.
Tallulah is diving for me. Damn this woman, she’s trying to injure herself.
Honey Belle stands steady even though she lets out a breath, letting Tully know she’s annoying her.
These animals of Tallulah’s have quite the personality.
“What do you say, sunshine? You wanna get married?” My feet are planted in the soft sand, and her legs are wrapped around my waist, ankles crossed over the other, boots digging into my back.
I couldn’t give two shits, not with the way her arms are slung over my shoulders and she’s holding on to me as much as I’m holding on to her.
“I would be honored to be your wife, Dean Johnson. I love you so fucking much. You make my days brighter, my nights better, and I can’t wait to have your last name, carry your babies, and love you for the rest of our lives.
” She hasn’t even seen the ring, doesn’t give a fuck about it.
All that matters is that I’m hers and she’s mine.
There are tears streaming down her cheeks, and fuck, with my hands full of her, I can’t wipe them away.
So, I do one better. My mouth goes to hers, and I kiss my future wife with everything I have.
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pssttt…I promise either Lawson or JW’s story is coming. May the more Alpha brother win ;)
Prologue
Fletch
Three Days Earlier
Delilah Taylor is a temptation that a man like me did not need or want.
I’m not the settling down type. I’m leaving that to my brothers, I’d much rather stay single and continue going after the next thrill.
Whether it be in the form of working undercover, bungee jumping, sky diving, or shark diving.
Still, the light blonde-haired beauty with blue eyes, lush lips, and a smattering of freckles dotting along her nose and cheeks was hard to deny.
I had one taste of her lips, her body was pressed against mine, and her soft pomegranate scent permeated the small area surrounding us.
Delilah went to my head faster than a shot of adrenaline never mind the preferred liquor I like to drink.
Only the noise of the police station put a stop to our make out session, there was no other word for it.
My hands were fisted in her hair, she had her legs wrapped around my waist, and my cock was rock fucking hard pressed up against her center.
Delilah Taylor is meant for fantasies, my fantasies only.
I’m talking in the shower with my hand wrapped around my length or in my bed when no one is around, and I can remember exactly how she feels.
The woman who has my guts wrapped in knots is off-fucking-limits in the worst way possible.
She’s the daughter to my boss, a boss who just so happens to be the police chief.
I knew he had a daughter, the framed picture on his desk was on full display.
Still, she hadn’t been home since leaving for college and I wasn’t prepared for up close and personal.
Our heated moment was interrupted with him calling her name and mentioning to the other police officers, he wanted to introduce her to the newer deputies.
The small oops, she said had my dick instantly deflating.
We’d barely exchanged glances and I was going after her.
Never in my life did I act like a dog in heat with so much as a look and a lingering touch.
I also didn’t think I’d be helping the damsel in distress when Delilah was attempting to open up the supply closet.
The attraction hit me like a ton of fucking bricks, it also had me shaking my head in disbelief.
Delilah scurried around me, acting like she wasn’t rubbing herself along my body.
She so close to coming, another minute or so and I’d have had another memory to jack my cock too.
I did what any smart man would do, I kept my hands to myself and got out of town the very next day.
Luckily for me I had a lot of hours banked for times like these.
The chief of police’s daughter, only I would have that kind of luck in our too small town of Peache Springs, Georgia.
There isn’t another police station within a decent time frame from the Wild family homestead let alone my own house.
Now that I’ve been gone a few days, maybe coming home won’t be so bad.
And yeah, I ran away like a fucking coward with his tail tucked between its legs.
I couldn’t trust myself to be around Delilah, the attraction is too fucking strong and wanting to keep my job is too fucking valuable.
I hopped on a plan, flew to Wyoming where my buddy, Lawson Johnson, and his family live.
A perfect opportunity for clearing my head and help them out with an issue his younger brother had.
It’s always something with that clan, hell the same could be said for my own brothers.
Luckily none of them have come calling asking to get out of a speeding ticket or anything else lately.
What I wasn’t prepared for was stepping off the plane in our small rural airport and my phone ringing the minute I turn the thing back on. I look down at the screen and see it’s my boss.
“Hello Chief,” I answer, holding my breath.
“Hey Wild, are you back in town?” He asks, cutting to the chase. Chief Taylor calls all of his deputies by our last name. The question I’m wondering is why he’s calling to ask me if I’m here.
“Just got off the plane, everything okay at the station?” I reply, figuring it’s work even though I’m not on the clock until tomorrow.
“Yeah. Delilah is stuck on the side of the road with a flat tire. I’m two hours away and she can’t get the damn lug nuts loose,” fuck me, fuck this, fuck everything.
“Send me her number and where she’s broken down. I’m walking to my truck now,” I can’t necessarily say no even if Taylor wasn’t my boss, I’d never leave a woman stranded on the side of the road especially with the sun setting.
“Thanks, I appreciate it. I’d ask one of the others, but I’ll be damned if I trust them,” yeah, that doesn’t make me feel any better either because clearly, I can’t be trusted where Delilah Taylor is concerned either.
“No problem, I’ll have her call you when she’s up and running.
” We get off the phone rather quickly and the time away I’ve had to get my head on straight is all for nothing.
I know myself better than anyone, a few minutes in Delilah’s presence and I’m going to be doing a whole lot more than changing her tire.
I’m fucked, well and truly, at least I’ll die with the taste of Delilah on my tongue.
The minute Chief Taylor gets wind of a deputy fooling around with his one and only daughter, shit is going to hit the fan and I’ll be lucky to come out unscathed.