Ty leaned against the counter and laughed too. “Baby, you just did the walk of shame.”
I put my hands on my hips. “So did you.”
Ty shook his head and reached his arms around me. “Nah, I just tapped the hottest ass on earth.”
“Ya’ll are sick. Can we eat dinner without it bein’ all tainted.”
My brother was still sitting at the table, so I walked right over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I love you.”
“Get your hands off of me. You smell like sex and after listening to you two for the past half hour, you’re lucky I waited to send your daughter in after the moanin’ stopped.”
I smacked the back of his head. “You stupid ass. She saw Ty naked.” Conner shook his head, while I looked to Ty for help. “Are you going to say somethin’?”
“I quit my job today.”
That was not what I expected him to say. “You what?”
He shrugged and grabbed me by the waist. “I gave my notice yesterday. The farm is doing awesome and Conner and I have more work than he can handle alone. Harvey and my dad are getting old, so it’s time I take things on full time.” I was totally in shock. I guess I just never thought he would do it. “Say something.”
“When is your last day?” It was all I could think of.
“It’s supposed to be next week, but the boss said I can go ahead and start getting my shit out of there. His brother in law lost his job, so he’s just going to take my spot.” He grabbed my hands and kissed them. “Baby, that’s why I want you to stay home. I want to be able to have lunch with my wife every day. I want to be able to stop in and see you if I get free moments. I don’t want you to have to ask for days off. You have your own clients, you can cut their hair here if you want.”
“You’re goin’ to get sick of seein’ me all the time.”
Ty looked me right in the eye. He brought his lips to my forehead and kept them there. “There is no way I could ever get tired of seeing my beautiful wife. If I haven’t proved myself to be a devoted husband and father then I don’t know what else to do but spend every moment giving you everything your little heart desires. I love our life, Miranda.”
I was so happy. My family was healthy, my children were perfect and I had the best husband anyone could ever want. I wrapped my arms around my husband and knew this was just the beginning of something wonderful. “I love you too, Ty.”
Chapter 32
Miranda
I hated hearing what Conner did, but his story took away every ounce of pain that was in my heart. My husband was telling truth. He’d never strayed and I owed him a huge apology. Of course, Ty was so overwhelmed with his own happiness that we ended up in the bedroom. I’m kind of glad Conner was still at the table, but knowing my husband, he would have started fucking me right there.
We no sooner made it into our bedroom when our clothes started ripping off, and when I say ripping, I mean they were trashed. Our kisses were aggressive and so was Ty. He picked me up and shoved me into the wall, sending two pictures crashing to the floor, while never breaking our tongue filled kiss. I wrapped my arms around his back and dug into his shoulders as he kissed my neck. My nipples tingled and I could feel myself getting wet every time my tongue touched his.
Ty took a hand and shoved everything off of our dresser to sit me on it. He backed away and walked out of his pants before kissing me again. I bit down on his bottom lip and pulled it away from his face. When I knew it hurt him, I let go.
He pushed my head back against the wall and dove into my chest, caressing one breast with his hand while his mouth was all over the other one. I pushed him away from me with my feet and started rubbing myself while he watched. Each time he tried to touch me, I put my legs up to block him. “Sit on the bed.”
He cocked his eyebrow. “No fucking way, I need to touch you.”
I rubbed myself harder and began stroking my breast with my free hand. “I want you to watch me. Back away slowly and tell me how much you like it.”
He bit down on his lip but moved slowly back to the bed. “This is torture.”
“Stroke yourself.” I wet my finger and rubbed it over my nipple as my husband took his hard cock into his hand. He wanted to close his eyes, but fought to watch me. “What’s next, Babe?”
He licked his lips and from where his eyes were focused I knew he was looking between my legs. He could barely speak, he was already so worked up. “Does it feel good?”
I rubbed faster, looking down at what I was doing. Poor Ty stopped moving his hand and just stared at what I was doing. “It feels so good.”