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The Wrong Mr. Right (The Queen's Cove Series #2)(85)

Author:Stephanie Archer

If he was this protective now, what would he be like when I was pregnant?

My brain jolted. If. If I were pregnant. Which I never would be with Wyatt. We hadn抰 even had sex. And it wasn抰 like that. It wasn抰 forever with him, as much that pinched to think about.

His thumb brushed my jaw and I leaned into his touch. 揧ou got some paint on you.?

Our gazes met and I bit my lip. He had woken me up this morning with his tongue, drawing slow, intoxicating circles on my clit. Heat streaked through me at the memory.

Beside us, Holden folded his arms over his chest in exasperation. I flushed and Wyatt laughed and slapped me on the butt before I followed Holden inside.

Elizabeth and Liya had almost finished applying the wallpaper. I covered my mouth to hold back a squeal. The giant flowers were like something out of Alice in Wonderland. Holy crap. The store was almost unrecognizable.

揝orry,?I told Holden. 揑 know you have better things to do.?

Holden managed the construction company now. He hadn抰 done wiring in years, but he was here in the store, helping me out along with his entire family.

He waved me off. 揑t抯 fine.?He pointed at the boxes near the door. 揂re these the lights??

I nodded, pulled the box cutter from my back pocket, and sliced the box open.

When I pulled out the feathery orb, Holden grimaced. He regarded the light like it was about to bite him before he sighed and took it from me.

I stifled my laugh. 揟hank you.?

揙hhh, pretty lights.?Avery appeared behind me with a potted plant with big leaves. She held it up. 揅hinese evergreen. Dana at the garden store said this would be good for low light.?She tilted her head as Emmett walked in the door carrying another potted plant. 揥e have a whole bunch in the car.?

I beamed at them. 揟hank you. Do you want to set them outside until we move the bookshelves back in??

I led them outside as Max and Div turned the corner.

揥hoa.?Max stepped inside the store.

Div studied the newly painted storefront with a small smile on his face before nodding once at me. 揕ooks good.?His gaze swung to my hair. 揂nd your hair does too, I forgot to mention that the other night.?

My fingers came to the ends of hair. My face was going to be tired tomorrow from all the smiling I did today. 揟hanks.?

Div put his hands on his hips. 揌ow can we help??

揅onnor flipped her onto her back and kneeled at her soaked entrance,?Emmett read in between bites of pizza as we collapsed in giggles.

揓esus Christ.?Holden抯 eyes were wide from where he scrutinized the sturdiness of the hanging chair in the window. 揑 thought this was a hockey book.?

It was just after nine at night and pizza boxes laid open on the floor. Avery and Emmett sat with their backs against the desk. Div and Liya lounged in the squashy blue chairs we had dragged to the main area. Holden tested his weight on the hanging chair and studied the mounting brackets. Max returned from the washroom and took a seat on the arm of Div抯 chair. Sam and Elizabeth had called it a day once the last book was on the shelf.

揑t抯 hockey romance,?Liya told Holden, as if that explained everything.

The store was like a fairy dreamland greenhouse. Like something out of a book, just like I wanted but better because it was real. Twinkle lights sparkled along the top of the bookshelves. The rich brown of the cherry floors matched the trees in the wallpaper, and the soft lighting doused the store in a warm glow. Avery had placed viney plants near the hanging chair in hopes that the vines would grow up the support to the ceiling.

The Main Character chair, I had called it. People could sit there and feel like the lead in their own story. I hummed with bliss.

搼I抦 going to make my pretty little wife come hard tonight? Connor growled, dragging a meaty finger through her wetness,?Emmett read. He took a bite of pizza, scanning the page. 揥ow. This is a lot. Meaty.?He shook his head to himself.

Holden stared at Emmett in horror. Liya and Avery were laughing so hard they couldn抰 breathe. Wyatt and I exchanged a grin. Even Div wore a little smirk as he wrote an email on his phone.

搼Connor, please,?she begged. He delivered a sharp slap to her quivering folds and she gasped with pain and pleasure.?

Avery let out a loud cackle and stuffed a piece of crust in her mouth.

揂 sex slap? Oh my god.?Max shook his head at me. 揧ou sell porn.?He looked to Div. 揂re the straights okay??

Div didn抰 look up from his phone. 揟hey were never okay.?

My face glowed red but I couldn抰 stop laughing. 揑抦 so glad your parents left,?I whispered to Wyatt.

He cringed and shuddered.

Emmett turned a page. 揟hrobbing, thrusting, aching cocks, yada yada yada.?He turned another page. 揌ere we go. Connor roared as his orgasm raced through him and his engorged member sprayed seed like a firehose, all over his wife抯 ample breasts.?He closed the book and regarded us all with a satisfied sigh. 揥hat a scene.?

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