We repeat what we told Tyler and Gemma. By the time we finish explaining, Annie’s shoulders relax, and she says how happy she is for us. I apologize for not telling her sooner.

“We’ll make plans for y’all to visit real soon, okay?” Everleigh says. “Now that everything has calmed down, you have to come.”

“Well, give me a heads-up, so I can request off work,” Annie says. “And book flights.”

Everleigh looks at me with a cheeky grin. “How about six weeks from now?”

“Six weeks?” Annie gasps.

“Yeah, the middle to end of October is the best time to come to Lawton Ridge. There’s even a huge fall festival with tons of trick-or-treating. Y’all would love it!”

“Yes! I wanna go! Mom, can we?” Sadie begs.

“I’ll do my best, okay? See if my boss lets me take some vacation days.”

We chat for a couple of minutes, then finally I tell Annie I need my wife. She gags, then hangs up.

“Finally.” I toss her phone on the floor.

“Hey! I need to call Katie and my grandparents too.” Everleigh squeals, but I pin her to the mattress and grind my hips against her. “Never mind. They can wait. Fuck me right now.”

I flash her a devilish smirk. “Hold on tight, Mrs. Boone.”

Lowering between her thighs, I slide her shirt up her body. I press a kiss to her lower stomach where her scar is. It’s not huge, but it’s a reminder of what she went through and how strong she is. Next, I move up between her breasts and roll my tongue over her nipple. She releases a soft breath and arches her back.

“Your tits are so sexy, baby.” I move to the other one and suck. “Your little whimpers and moans drive me crazy.”

“You know what would be really crazy?” she asks.

I feather kisses down her stomach as my hands cover her breasts. She breathes heavily as I pinch her nipples.

“Hmm, tell me,” I say when she doesn’t speak.

“You fucking me against the window and showing all of Vegas what’s yours.”

I look into her eyes. “Excuse me?”

“Too much?” She bites down on her lower lip, looking innocent.

“You wanna be on display, baby? Tease every man who sees you? Let them look at something they’ll never touch?”

“God, yes.” She pants. “Show off your wife.”

“Jesus Christ, Everleigh.” I get to my feet and drag her out of bed. “I’m so goddamn hard.”

She waggles her brows, leading me to the floor-to-ceiling windows. “Give me your best, hubby.”