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Their Ex's Four: Redrock (Texas Alpha Erotic Romance)

How bossy does Tess like Vincent? Not bossy enough to stay away from the concert their cheating spouses are putting on. Where both their cheating ex’s finally learn Tess and Vincent are together and their marriages to them are history.

Then Tess and Vincent see about piecing together their own happily-ever-after. But first Vincent’s got to see Tess in that freaking hot dress one more time ... just for him. Then will he be able to keep her out of his bed like he vowed, until they can figure each other out and where what they’ve got is going...

Probably not.

Excerpt
from Their Ex's Four, Redrock serial;

When he got Tess into his house, she looked at him warily, while being swallowed up in his big leather jacket. Hell, she looked cute as he worked to keep a stern look on his face.

“I’m sorry I went there,” she whispered, giving him a hopeful look. When he just stared at her she tried. “Kissing him was revenge on all cheaters.”

Well damn ... he got that didn’t he. “You're with me, those lips are
mine
.”

She nodded vigorously with more hope filling her eyes. One of her hands came up, palm out, as if taking a pledge, while his jacket sleeve sagged off her arm. “I swear that will never happen again.”

“Once Cabe and Finn get you are mine, it fucking will
never
happen again.”

He watched Tess’ pink lips open, and then close, as if she couldn’t find the words, before she muttered, “I never had this happen before. I don’t know what is wrong.”

“What happen?” he asked, trying not to smile.

She waved her hand. “Guys just, well ... liking me or something.
Hot
ones,” she added.

He let go of the fact she thought Cabe and Finn were hot. “Sweet, sexy woman comes available men are going to step in and see if they got a shot.”

She looked at him as if he was crazy. “That just does not happen,” she declared, with her hand falling to her side.

He walked closer, cupping her jaw, bringing her gaze higher on him as he traced her lips with his gaze. “It’s happening.” Those pretty kissable lips parted, as he added, “I get it. The promise of sweet. You just have to shut it down, if they get in your space.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

A half smile lifted his lips. “We’re on this no sex, get to know,” he said. “But you fucking owe me for being so naughty.”

Her gaze tripped across his. “A spanking,” she squeak-whispered.

He nodded with his cock thudding harder. “I owe you ... later. Now on Friday, you and me, and that fucking dress... I’m taking you out.” Then he muttered, “Don’t know how I will keep my dick out of you wearing that, but I deserve being seen with you on my arm, in
that
dress. Get it.”

Her lips lifted and he settled for a kiss sealing the deal, keeping it light and without body contact before he pulled back, and then stepped back. Tess looked disappointed and he got that, but he was going to show her he could court her and maybe make sure his dick was right about her.

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