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positive effects he hoped to hold on to for a few more days.
    He pulled up in the circle drive and parked his Mercedes, but didn't get out. Bethany's beat up Honda sat beside Matt's old green truck, both of them looking like something the pool boy might drive. A smile lifted Damon's lip at the realization that Bethany was a lot like him, but a lot like Matthew too. There were parts of her past he wanted to explore, but that would come in time. He didn't have the words to offer if she brought up something devastating. He was still fighting his own demons and had spent far too many years not getting emotionally involved to just dive in head first like he promised her they would.
    It was a promise made in the heat of the moment, and a stupid one. It's the type of action that emotionally free people took. Neither of them were free.
    The sound of Matt and Beth laughing as he walked into the house caused something to loosen in his chest. He worked his jacket over his shoulders and hung it up near the front door, pausing to listen to his brother tease his soon-to-be wife.
    Wife? Odd...
    "You guys having fun without me?" He walked toward the smell of garlic and butter as his stomach rumbled. His lunch with Kendal had been light and quick. He was needed in the office to play his role and his father's. That he was taking the evening off was a miracle, and one he would surely pay for the next day.
    "Never." Bethany glanced over her shoulder and smiled.
    Her white shorts and blue top looked good on her. Long legs that went on forever, and handfuls of silky brown hair. His body reacted the minute she turned and walked toward him.
    "Good. I don't wanna get jealous. I'm not a very nice guy when I do." He slid his hands down her arms as she wrapped them tightly around his neck and lifted to her toes to press her lips to his.
    He ran his hand down her back, cupping her rear as his other moved to get lost in her thick tresses. He pressed his tongue against her lips and tightened his hold on her as she opened up, letting him in deep. She was compliant and everything he wanted tucked beneath him in a bed. No matter what happened in their struggle to make a life together, sex would be the common meeting ground.
    "Damn, guys. Really? I know it's new and stuff, but really?" Matt's comment caused Damon to break the kiss and smile.
    "Stop being jealous and bend Erica over a table somewhere. She'd love it, and you need it." Damon moved his hands up to cup his girl's pretty face. "How was the rest of your day?"
    He leaned down and kissed her again as she moved her hands down his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him flush against her. The soft scrape of her nipples against his chest left his cock rising to attention. She needed to be laid across a table and consumed as well. What the fuck was Matt doing there?
    "It was good." She glanced down and wagged her eyebrows. "I don't think Erica is the only one that-"
    "Hey. Still here." Matt moved up beside them and lifted his eyebrow. "Let's eat dinner and then you two can act like horny teenagers. It's gross."
    "You wanna do it in my dad's bed?" Damon nipped at Bethany and moved back as he let out a shaky breath.
    "I do. Now?" She moved to the exit to the kitchen and took off as Damon bounded after her.
    "No better time than now." He reached her as she'd just made it inside the guest room. He crashed into her, picking her up and carrying her to the bed as she wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned in to kiss at his mouth. Fire burned his insides at the intense desire to get inside of her, to hear her come for him.
    He rocked against her as he pressed her to the bed below him.
    "Does this mean we're not eating dinner?" Matt's voice was far too close for comfort.
    "We are. Get the fuck out and we'll be there in two minutes," Damon barked.
    "Be nice." Bethany slid her hands up his chest and moaned as he rolled his hips, rolling his cock along the softness she provided.
    "Nice? Nice guys