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"Is it always like that with you?" I ask.

He chuckled. "What?" He looked into my eyes, which probably look like coon eyes from my mascara.

"You know, the sex with other girls."

He cleared his throat. "No, Bella, that was all you."

"I didn't do anything." I laughed.

"I've never been with a woman who reacts like that to my touch. I've never reacted like that to another woman. I told you, it's inevitable. You don't see it because you're committed to Braden, but you will, and I'll wait as long as I have to. You were meant for me, Doc."

"You're delusional." I roll my eyes.

"Am I, Bella? Think about it. When I looked into your eyes on that plane, you scared the shit out of me. I bolted out of there so quick. Then at the club? What was that? I've never done anything like that, and neither have you. I was so drawn to you, and I kept telling myself to stop, I could see you weren't that type of girl, but I couldn't hold back. It was like pulling away from you would have killed me.

Then for months, you were all I could think about. All I knew was your first name and where you worked. I tried to find you and even hired a PI, which finally found you the day after the ball.

I can't get enough of you. I've not taken a woman out for a second date in years, but I would have searched to the end of the earth till I found you." He said.

I feel it too, but I can't let go of Braden.

"You know it, don't you?" He asks.

"I don't know anything." I respond.

He shakes his head. "I keep telling myself I've finally gone crazy." He laughs.

I lifted my head and kissed him. "You're not crazy."

He kissed me again and let go of my hands. He slid inside me without warning, and I gasped.

Christ, this man is going to be the death of me.

After an hour of once again blowing my mind, we finally take showers and got ready to leave.

"You're dressing up?" He asks.

"Sunday services at Grandpa's church." I said.

He stands behind me and wraps his arms around me. "I'll see you when you get back."

"You're not going?" I ask.

"I'm a catholic."

I smile. "So am I. Saturday night mass growing up, but we never missed Sunday with Grandpa."

"You're a Catholic? My mom is going to love you." He grinned.

"You don't give up do you?" I ask.

"Not on my goals I don't."

"Let's get Ollie, and we can stop for muffins and coffee at the diner." I said.

We settle in my car and head out.

"What will happen to the ranch if your dad becomes governor and moves to Frankfort?" He asked.

"My brothers live in town, and Dad has ranch hands, I can also help out."

"Oh, why is his place a ranch, but yours is a farm?" He asked.

"Dad has a lot of cattle, and ten times as many acres as me. He employs a lot of people, where I won't for my hundred acres. I'll have a few horses, but won't have time for cattle or anything like that anyways." I answer.

"I've met four of your brothers, where's Lance? He's the oldest, right?"

"He is an attorney, and lives in California with his wife and my two nephews. He's a lot older actually, we don't share the same mother. He was raised in California with his mom."

"Wow, I didn't know your dad was married twice."

"He wasn't, dad was just a teenager when he had Lance with Linda. She moved with her parents to California before Lance was born. Lance is 40 now, but visits often. My dad didn't know he existed until he married mom, and Jr. was born."

"Damn, your dad isn't even 60 yet, so it's hard to imagine he has a son that old." He said.

"He's a good guy, maybe a bit spoiled, but overall good. His kids are teenagers by now, and they hate visiting the ranch." I said.

"You look nervous." He points out.

"Well, I was just ravished by my dad's friend all night, then this morning, and he will probably know."

I look over at him, and he's smiling.

"What?"

He shakes his head. "You're glowing."

"What? I am? Shit."

I look in the rear view mirror, then look at him.

"You better get rid of that grin, or my brothers will know too. God, this is embarrassing."

"Why? You don't think they all do it? By the looks of Jr and Stephanie last night, I'm sure we weren't the only ones."

"Gross!"

"What?" He laughs.

"What if it was your sister and you knew she just got laid?" I askd.

"That's just not right, what's wrong with you?" He scrunched his nose.

"Same thing, Greg!"

"No, not the same, my sisters are saints."

"What am I then, Greg?"

"A drop dead gorgeous woman who screams my name all night long. You might be innocent and saintly to your brothers, but to me, you're an angel that's driving me fucking insane."

I blush.

"Damn, I love it when your face turns red. You're going to make it hard for me not to touch you today." He puts his hand on my thigh, and if I wasn't so damn sore, I might have pulled this car over.

"Dammit, you're flushed. Jesus, you're driving me crazy." He adjusts in his seat.

I take a deep breath.

"Pull over, Bella. Stop this damn car." He reached over, and ran his hand up my thigh.

"Greg." I try to warn him, but he slips his fingers inside my underwear.

"Now, Bella."

I pull off on a side road, and he already had his pants pushed down before he lifts me on top of him.

He grabs himself and put himself outside my entrance, and I sink him inside me.

"Holy fuck!" He head falls back against the headrest.

I lifted myself up and down, and I looked in his eyes just before he pulled my head down to kiss him.

Our bodies moved in sync. "I'm all yours Bella, come with me." He cries out, as my body starts to tingle from head to toe.

"Yes, now." I moan.

"Goddamn, holy fuck, what are you doing...to me..Shit!" He spit out, as I watch him fall apart beneath me.

I throw my head back, and we ride out or orgasms together.

I collapse on top of him, and he wraps his arms around me. "I hope like hell you're on the pill, baby girl."

I froze.

"Oh god, Greg."

"No, you're kidding me, right?" He asks, and I shake my head no in the crook of his neck.

"I completely forgot I was off the shot, I wasn't on it that night in the club either, I'm sorry."

Oh god.

He chuckled. "I should have asked, I've only ever done it bare with you. Well, maybe I'll have you sooner than planned." He smiled ear to ear.

"That's not even funny." I said.

He cupped my face. "I'm not using a condom with you. I know how you feel and can't go back, better get back on the shot." He said.

I nodded, and lifted myself off him, and he pulled his pants back up.

Ollie let out a cry.

"Oh, poor guy, I forgot about him. Sorry for the show dude. Damn, he can't even lick himself." Greg said, and I busted out laughing.

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