8
For the first time that Glory could remember, life felt magical. She was practically floating through her days—and her nights. Mmm, the nights were beyond incredible.
No doubt her uplifted spirits were the result of a week-long sexual marathon. Not once had Kam pushed beyond her rules. In some subtle ways, he’d made it clear that he’d prefer to have the lights on—that he’d love to see her completely bare.
He definitely wanted to touch her all over.
But he didn’t make a big deal of it. On the occasions when she darkened the room, when she held him back from removing her top or redirected his hands, he didn’t say a word.
All he did was scorch her with amazing sex.
She’d never felt anything like it. Were they that compatible, or was he just that good?
In comparison, the sex she’d had with other men now seemed mediocre, so she assumed it was his skill.
“Glory,” he said, his lips hovering near her ear. “What are you thinking? Or should I guess?”
“Hush.” With Kam’s family and her cousin within earshot, she worried that someone might overhear. “Behave please.”
“For now,” he agreed. “But when I get you alone tonight, all bets are off.”
What a wicked tease!With Addie, Callie, and Tanner all close, she struggled to keep a friendly smile in place. So far, no one had questioned Kam’s presence in her home, likely because they knew about his streak of protectiveness. But how was she supposed to keep their relationship under wraps when he said things that turned her pink?
As if she’d sensed the tension, Addie said, “We’ll have beautiful weather next week.”
“Good. I’ll be able to get caught up.” Tanner put his arm around Callie. “Not that I’m complaining about my recent diversions.”
Callie, who didn’t seem at all embarrassed by the comment, only laughed.
Yes, she and Tanner were still celebrating their marriage, but yesterday, they’d each gotten back to work. Tanner claimed orders were piling up—even though Kam had done his best to stay on top of everything with his own job and the deliveries from the tree farm while Addie handled all the paperwork. It had still been a busy week, but none of them had minded.
In one breath, Callie had thanked Glory for taking over her duties with the animals, and in the next, she’d swore the chickens and goats missed her. It didn’t matter that, the first botched day aside, Glory had managed her exact routine; Callie loved the animals, and they obviously loved her, too.
“You two are creatures of habit,” Addie said. “Happiest when you’re busy.”
“Look who’s talking.” Tanner sent Addie a salute.
“It helps that we love our work.” Callie picked up a dish to carry to the table. “But it sure works up an appetite.”
Tonight, the dinner would have been immediate family only—Addie, Kam, Tanner, and Callie—except that Kam insisted Glory come along.
It made no sense. He shouldn’t still be worried. An entire week had gone by with nothing else happening. Not a peep from Mike. It was Glory’s fondest hope that Mike had given up and gotten back to his own life.
Except... Kam had an apartment waiting for him, and she hated the thought of him leaving her house. It was so nice having him there, sleeping with him each night, sharing coffee each morning. Even when they spent hours apart, he kept track of her, and at the same time, he checked in so she’d know how to reach him. He’d text her before driving out a delivery, call her during his lunch break, and let her know when he was heading “home.” On the occasions when she was busy, he was understanding about it.
Neither of them had said it, and she definitely didn’t want to share, but they were a couple. At least, she thought they were. There wasn’t extra time for him to be seeing anyone else. He hadn’t actually declared they were together—but how could he when she’d sworn him to secrecy?
As sexually active as Kam had been, no one would think they were truly involved unless they were sleeping together. Looking at Tanner and Addie... No, she still wasn’t yet ready to make that admission.
Avoiding Kam’s knowing gaze, Glory carried a pitcher of iced tea to the table. “We talked with Dan Fellows today.”
“How is he?” Tanner took the pitcher from her and began filling drinks.
It was nice how everyone worked together—how they letherwork with them. She loved the relaxed atmosphere.Whenever she was there, in their family home, she truly felt a part of things.
Not an interloper, not an awkward extra. She almost felt like family, too, except that, other than Callie, they weren’t her family.
But a girl could wish.