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“Hey, remember that time I showed you Miranda’s tits.” She turned around and slapped him, while he continued to laugh.

I held up my hands. “Randa, you had a bra on, I swear.”

They settled down and started whispering to each other. I’d seen them giving each other that look a million times. After a kiss they broke away from each other. My sister looked back and smiled at Ty again. I just shook my head. Things were going to get loud later in their bedroom. Poor Amy!

A few moments later, Colt came out from around the corner. He was covered by some o
ld blanket, but I could tell he was wearing the outfit. Ty and I both made a dash for the camera. Van tried to grab it first, but we were too fast for her. Once he had the device positioned, I ran over and tore the blanket out of Colt’s arms. He threw his hands over his groin area. “This is bullshit! I’m not bettin’ either of you again.”

“Hands up, you sexy bitch. Do a pose for next year’s Christmas cards,” Ty teased.

Van had covered her eyes. I think she was more embarrassed than Colt.

“Spin around, cuz. We need a good ass shot,” I taunted.

“I hate you both!” Colt was defeated, but at least he was a good sport.

Randa got up and walked behind our almost naked cousin. She started dancing behind him, embarrassing him more. The room filled with laughter and even Van couldn’t contain herself. Colt lifted his hands away, giving up all sense of dignity. He turned around, surprising my sister and grabbed her waist. She backed away and laughed harder.

While everyone was still caught up in the moment, I leaned over and whispered in Amy’s ear. “How about some alone time, Blaze?”

Her hand found mine and we made our way out of the barn without anyone noticing. I didn’t care about the celebration. All I wanted to do was be with Amy.

Chapter 3

Amy

Since arriving at the Mitchell Farm, Conner and
I had been inseparable. As out of the ordinary as it felt to be that way with him, it also felt so right. I loved the way he touched me when nobody was looking, or shot me a wink when he was telling a joke. The more days that passed, the more reality set in about my pregnancy. I was both excited and scared, except now I knew I wasn't going to be alone. I didn't just have Conner in my life. I had his whole family. They were more than I ever could have asked for. Growing up, my life was just so unconventional, especially when my father took responsibility for raising me. There was only so much one man could do for his wild daughter. I was glad that he was back in my life though. Seeing other parents with their children had always made me envious. For something that had become so important, it was the one thing I had never truly had, until now.

After Conner and I snu
ck away from the party, we went into our room without waking any of the children. I closed the door behind me and turned around to see Conner ripping off his shirt. His back was facing me, and still after all this time being with him, my mouth dropped and I took in the beauty of the most perfectly sculpted man I'd ever seen. Conner wasn't built like a body builder, but from working on the farm his whole life, he had muscles in all the right places. His body wasn't all that was amazing either. Underneath that cocky demeanor was a man with a huge heart.

He turned around, catching me staring. He cocked a half smile and dropped his jeans to the floor. As he stood up he let out a chuckle. "You goin' to do this every damn time I strip? I mean,
it’s obvious that you are fascinated with my physique, but darlin' that ain't even the whole package. I don't want you gettin' all flustered like you are right now. It's probably not good for the baby."

I started laughing and rolled my eyes. "I wasn't looking at you like that," I lied.

He laughed and shook his head, while flopping down on his bed. In only a pair of boxer briefs, he motioned for me to join him. His arm was behind his head as he watched me contemplate my comeback line. It irked me that he knew my every move. He took advantage of it, just so he could get me all roused up. "Come on, Blaze."

I shook my head. "Nope." my arms folded across my chest and I stood there playing along with the losing battle.

Conner laughed at me again. He took a pillow off the bed and threw it at my feet. "Well, I ain't goin' to beg you." He repositioned his own pillow and covered up his body.

I started tapping my foot on the floor, waiting for him to respond to it. I knew he was under those damn covers laughing at me. He knew I was going to crack and climb in that damn bed. If I was smart I would have gone back out to the party and left him to be alone. The thing was, I didn't want to go anywhere. For so many
nights I'd slept alone, only wanting to be with that man. Wasting time just wasn't an option for me. I wanted to be selfish and have him all to myself, whenever it was possible.

I sighed and walked over to the bed. Knowing I was never going to hear the end of it, I grabbed the edge of the covers and ripped them off of him. He balled his body up and rolled over so I couldn't see his face. His stubbornness was pissing me off, except it wasn't in a bad way. He was playing around and that was fine, except I wanted to have the last word in, not Conner. I couldn't cave and just give him what he wanted. He was cocky enough already. "I'm not really tired. You think I could borrow your phone. I need to make some
calls. “It was a complete lie. Aside from my father, there wasn't one single person that I wanted to talk to that wasn't already at the farm.

That didn't stop Conner from sitting up and looking right at me. "Who do you need to call?"

It was obvious that I got his attention. It was too late in the evening to be calling people and having conversations. "It doesn't even matter. Can I use your phone or not?"

He sat up and leaned his arms on his knees. "You have five seconds to get those clothes off and get into this bed with me. Do
n’t make me start counting!"

He was ignoring my phone idea completely. I crossed my arms again. "No! I'm taking control of my life. I refuse to let another man tell me what to do."

I wasn't sure if he took me serious because he started laughing. "Blaze, get your ass in this bed, please."

Damn, he said please. Right away my heart started beating faster and I could feel the blood rushing to my face. "I think you should beg." It took everything I had not to burst into laughter. Conner's eyes got big as he tried to study what was going on in my head. He wasn't used to not getting his way with me.
I knew it was a game, but I was starting to wonder if he knew it was.

He jumped out of the be
d and stood over me. I was trying to calm my breathing, except, I could smell his cologne on his naked skin. I traced the tattoo on his arm with my eyes, instead of looking up into his. He took both hands and cupped my breasts over my t-shirt, while starting to back me up against the bedroom wall. I kept my head down and stared at his chest. If I looked at him, I was a goner. I'd be at his beck and call and I was pretty damn sure that he also knew it. He massaged my breasts over the fabric of my shirt. In very slow motion, he moved the palms of his hands down to my waist. The fabric was loose enough for him to slide my shirt up with ease. When he got close to my breasts, he slid his fingers underneath the underwire and lifted the bra overtop of them. I watched Conner bend over enough to take one of my nipples into his mouth. My mouth felt dry as I gasped and attempted to not act completely turned on. He was probably looking up hoping to catch my gaze, even though I was refusing to look. By this time, I could feel heat congregating between my legs. My body wanted Conner, maybe even more than my mind. He kissed my navel softly, before tugging down my pants to reveal my hips. I heard him growl and he bit into one. It wasn't hard enough to cause pain, but just enough pressure for me to feel it. I wanted him to do it again. I closed my eyes and thought about his stubbly face and his calloused hands. I loved that his touch always tickled me.

Finally, I looked down and caught those beautiful green eyes looking up at me. As he continued to place kisses all over my skin, he laughed, knowing he had won the battle.
I was such a sucker. It was impossible to play hard to get with someone like Conner, who was always so damn irresistible. He kissed the base of my sex, while still looking into my eyes. "I always win, Blaze."

I ran my hands through his dark hair and threw my head back when I felt his mouth touching me in my most private of areas. Tiny sounds escaped from
my mouth as his tongue slid in between my folds. His low moans made me become even more turned on. Conner pulled his face away from my hot sex and guided me down on top of his bed. He grumbled something that I couldn’t make out, before his face was buried in between my legs. Each lick of his skilled tongue sent me into a frenzy. I felt myself unable to control my emotions as louder moans escaped me. My toes pointed and Conner knew what he was making me feel. He licked on my tiny bud harder, making me explode with passion.

As he came up toward my
face, I could tell from the look in his eyes that he was nowhere near being done. His arms reached down and I instantly felt his hard erection pressing on my inner thigh. I watched his briefs fly onto the floor, before I felt his lips devouring mine. Conner's kiss was both erotic and desperate at the same time. I could feel the need within his kisses, which in turn, made me want him even more.

He was so good at what he did. Every touch was orchestrated to my needs. His hands were almost magical as they touched over every sensitive part of my body. His tongue worked with mine as
he slowly entered inside of me. Sometimes his size was hard to handle at first, but not this time. Conner had gotten me so turned on that all I felt was bliss. With every movement our kisses increased in desperation. God, I loved this man. He was so perfect. I couldn't believe he was really all mine. Sure, we didn't have much at all, but we had each other.

My hands gripped his muscula
r ass as he grinded himself into my body. The friction was euphoric and within seconds, I was feeling yet another blissful orgasm taking control of my body. Conner grabbed my head and pulled my hair back to reveal my neck. He leaned in and bit me as I dug my fingers deeper into his ass cheeks.

I guess knowing he'd made me feel that way was enough to get him to the verge of finishing. He slowed his pace, but continued to kiss me slowly. I teased him by brushing my tongue against his lips. I watched his face scrunching up and knew what was happening. While Conner tightened up his body and kept me from moving, I kissed all over his face. He collapsed down beside me, leaving me feeling empty between my legs. He grabbed one of my hands and traced it with his right before intertwining our fingers and bringing that hand up to his lips. "Love you, Blaze."

I looked over into Conner's eyes. He was smiling and waiting for my response. He should have known by now that he didn't have to ask. I was madly in love with him. "Love you, too."

"This next year is going to be the best of our lives, darlin'."

I smiled. "Because you're going to be a daddy."

He shook his head. "Not just that. Sure, the moment I see my son for the first time, it will be amazin'. Hell, I'll probably cry even. I'm just sayin' that we can finally be together. No more waitin' like last year. I never have to share you with another man again."

"Conner, you never had to share me. I knew where my heart was the whole time."

He laughed and turned his head. "You could have told me that from the beginnin'."

I cuddled up closer to him. "Well, I had a lot to sort out. I needed to be sure that I was what you really wanted."

"Regardless of me, Blaze, you never should have been with that bastard."

I smiled and kissed his chest. "I know. I'm where I want to be now, that's all that matters."

Obviously!

Chapter 4

Conner

It was so easy being with Amy. She was unlike any woman I'd ever been with. I love
d the little quirks about her, especially when she tried to play hard to get. In the next few days, after my cousin and his family finally left the farm, Amy was insisting on reopening the salon. The only problem I had with that was the fact that Rick was somewhere out there and I knew he was just waiting for an opportunity to corner Amy alone. I wasn't willing to put my girlfriend in danger, not to mention the safety of our unborn child.

Saying that was still so strange for me. It wasn't planned, but I couldn't have been more stoke
d about it. In some ways, it made me feel like Amy wouldn't leave me now.

After much consideration, I decided to go with Amy and check out the place. Her father agreed to meet us there and get in contact
with the alarm company. I also called and arranged for Amy to get a replacement cell phone. We forwarded her other phone number’s calls to the new phone, which meant she would still receive any of her customer’s personal telephone appointments.

When
I saw her getting ready in the morning, I wrapped my arms around her waist and decided to try and persuade her to stay home one more time. "You know, if you stay home we could have lunch together and possibly have a quickie in one of the barns."