ELLA


    I was too excited and giddy to sleep muchst night, and this morning my parents are taking forever to pack up and leave. When they’re finally pulling out of the drive, I give them a wave goodbye before running inside to grab the bag I have packed and ready to go. I run to the path between our houses, but instead of Henry, I find Beau waiting for me, leaning against the big oak tree he’d had me up againstst night.


    I smile and run to him, throwing my arms around him as heughs and kisses me. He picks me up, and I quickly wrap my legs around him as he cups my ass. He’s already hard, and I moan as he rubs me against him. Memories fromst night rush over me as I remember the taste and feel of him, the way his cock had pulsed in my mouth a second before I felt the hot spurt of him down my throat, the delicious feel of my scalp tingling as he’d pulled my hair, the stinging of my ass cheeks, and then the blinding pleasure of his mouth on my pussy.


    He pulls away with augh and smacks my still-sore bottom.


    “I missed you,” he says, smiling at me. “I thinkst night was the longest night of my life.”


    “I missed you, too.” I run my hand over his stubbled cheek and stare into his deep brown eyes. “Let’s go home.”


    A smile lights up his face as he sets me down, sliding the daisy he brought me behind my ear. He reaches for my backpack, slinging it over his shoulder. I take the hand he offers and intertwine my fingers with his, stepping closer so I can run my hand along his forearm as we walk.


    When we’re almost to the house, we both turn at the sound of an engine, and Beau lets out a pained groan when he recognizes Christine’s oversized SUV. We walk to the porch, and he sets my bag down.


    Squeezing my hand, he says, “I’ll handle this,” and walks out to see what she wants.


    I hang back a bit as Christine gets down from her monstrosity and eyes Beau like she’d like to lick him from head to toe. I grit my teeth to keep from yelling at her to get the hell out of our property.


    Beau stops several feet from her and crosses his arms over his chest.


    “What can I do for you, Christine?”


    She shes him a big smile andughs, cing one hand on her hip, the bright pink of her w-like nails glinting in the morning sun. “I just


    thought I’d take a look at those horses again.”


    “I don’t have anything for sale right now.”


    “Oh, well I could still look so I can get an idea of what I want when one does be avable,” she says,pletely ignoring the obvious signs Beau is putting out there.


    She turns her blond head to me, and I almostugh at the scowl that appears on her face. “Isn’t it time for you to run home, little girl?”


    Before I can even respond to her nasty attitude, Beau is by my side, wrapping an arm around me. “She is home, Christine, and I better not ever hear you speak to my fiancee like that again.”


    His tone is hard, and there’s a warning to it. He rubs his thumb along my arm, holding me close to him as she stands there gaping at us.


    “You what?” she finally sputters.


    “My fiancee. E and I will be getting married very soon.” I can hear theughter in his voice when he adds, “y your cards right and you might get an invitation to the wedding.”


    Christine is so mad she’s fuming, and without a word, she storms back to her SUV and peels out of the driveway.


    “That woman has a lot of anger in her,” I say, watching her disappear around the turn in the drive.


    “I’m sorry she was rude to you. It won’t happen again.” He grabs my hand as we walk back to the house. “We need to tell your parents as soon as they get back. She’ll have this spread around town in about 20 minutes, I imagine. They should hear it from us.”


    “Okay,” I agree, wondering how my parents will take the news. They’ll just have to get used to it, I think, because there’s no way in hell I’m leaving.


    Henry is waiting for us on the porch, and I give him a rub before going inside. Beau’s house is as beautiful as I remember it. Hardwood floors, bigfy rugs and furniture, a farmhouse-style kitchen, and there’s such a cozy feel to it. It’s the perfect house to raise a family in. I can’t believe this is my home now, that I get to live here and share it with him.


    He’s watching me carefully. “Do you like it? Do you think you’ll be happy here?”


    “I love it,” I say, giving him a big grin. “It’s perfect.” I walk over to him and rest my hands on his chest. “I would be happy anywhere with you, but I do love this house,” I say with augh.


    “I’m so d to hear that,” he says, lowering his face to mine.


    “Beau?”


    “Yes, darlin’?” he asks, making my stomach do an excited flipflop at the way he says, darling.


    “I want to see your bedroom now.”N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    He gives me a sinful grin and runs a finger down my neck and across my corbone. My panties are already soakesoakedked b first saw him this morning, but the feel of his rough finger dragging across my sensitive skin has put my body into overdrive, and I feel a new rush of fluide out of me.


    “Our bedroom,” he corrects, scooping me up into his arms.


    Iugh as he carries me to our bedroom and wraps my arms around his neck. I’ve never been this far into his house, and I’m pleasantly surprised when he brings me into arge bedroom with a veryfy-looking kingsized bed. The floor is the same wide-wooden nks as the rest of the house, and there’s arge Robin’s egg blue colored rug on the floor. The bedding is dark gray, and when heys me on top of it, it’s so damn cozy that I just sink into it.