I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face against his shirt, breathing him in. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Yes, you could have.” He kisses my cheek. “But it’s happy I am that I’m here to support you through it. Way to go, love.”

I kiss his neck and bite his earlobe, suddenly wanting him more than I ever have.

It’s as if he just knows because he props me up against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist, and kisses me senseless.

I push against him, rubbing my core against his hardness through two layers of denim.

Suddenly, he sets me on my feet and pushes my jeans down my hips, then turns me around and urges me to bend over.

“Grab the wall.”

I do as he says, and he pushes right inside me, taking me on a fast and hard ride. It’s over as quickly as it began, but I’m sated and humming with satisfied energy.

“Well, that’s the perfect thing to add to this day,” I say as I pull my jeans back up. “Want me to come down and help?”

“No.” He kisses me softly this time. “I want you to unpack your beautiful new things and find homes for them. Order something from the kitchen if you like. And relax.”

“You spoil me.”

“That’s the goal.”

Chapter 15

~Keegan~

“Good morning,” Izzy says as she rolls over and smiles up at me with blue eyes heavy with sleep. “You’re dressed.”

“I am. I have to run over to Kane’s. I’m going to have that chat with Cameron we talked about a while ago. I didn’t want to wake you.”

“It’s okay. Good luck with your talk.”

“Do you want me to make you some coffee before I go?”

She cups my cheek gently. “You’re the sweetest. That’s not necessary but thank you.”

“Okay, I’ll see you later.” I kiss her, then have to pull away before I say fuck Cameron and get back into bed with her.

The drive to Kane’s property isn’t far. Cameron’s and Shawn’s cars are already in the driveway when I pull in.

I walk around the house to the back and enter through the sunporch. Just as I expected, the men are gathered in the kitchen, drinking coffee.

“I’m going to need some of that.” I walk right to the coffee maker and brew myself a cup of joe, and when I’ve added some milk, I turn to them. “Good morning.”

“It’s damn early,” Shawn says.

“I know, and I appreciate you both getting up early. I know you work late at night.” Cameron takes a drink from his mug. “I’ve been meaning to talk with you three for a while, and it seems something always comes up. First, how’s Ma?”