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  “Hi, Daddy,” I greeted with a grin.

  I sensed Kaden shift behind me, and Dad’s green-and-gold eyes landed on him. The gold left his eyes, turning them a vivid shade of pure green, and his arm tightened around my back. “Who is this?” he gritted out, his entire face turning menacing.

  Biting my lip, I stepped back and took Kaden’s hand, tugging him closer, trying to protect him from whatever my unpredictable father might happen to do. “Daddy, I would like you to meet Kaden Carmichael. My boyfriend.”

  Kaden held out his free hand. “Hi, Mr. Brockman. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Mieke has told me so much about you, sir.”

  Dad just stood there, glaring down at Kaden’s hand, and I felt my heart begin to pound. I didn’t want him to hate my boyfriend. I loved Kaden, and I loved Dad. I didn’t want them to dislike each other. Both were a big part of my life, and if Kaden had his way, they were both going to be a huge part of my future.

  Mom hugged Dad’s side, but I suspected she’d pinched his back because he jerked and finally put his hand in Kaden’s. He squeezed—hard—but Kaden didn’t even flinch. “Nice to meet you…Kaden, was it?”

  “Babe,” Mom said with another pinch. “Kaden is in his last year of pre-med. His father invented some of the stage equipment we implemented last year, and he’s worth a shitload of money. He’s got a great credit score, isn’t a manwhore, and most importantly—adores our daughter.”

  I blinked at my mom, but I shouldn’t have been surprised. Of course, she’d had him investigated. She was probably on the phone with Emmie Armstrong, getting her to do a full background check on my boyfriend, as soon as we hung up after I told her about him the first time. If anyone could find out anything on someone in a matter of hours, it would be Emmie. She had connections I didn’t want to think about if she could find out about Kaden’s sexual activity.

  Dad’s gaze went from Kaden to me, his eyes assessing mine for something. Knowing I needed to be up front, I released Kaden’s hand and hugged his side like Mom was hugging Dad. I smiled up at my boyfriend, earning me a kiss on the nose, before looking back at Dad. “I love him, Daddy.”

  Dad’s jaw clenched, and he swallowed roughly a few times before finally blowing out a harsh sigh. There were a tense few seconds, but then he surprised me when he stuck his hand out to Kaden, offering to shake his hand again. “Welcome to the family, son.”

  When they shook hands, Dad pulled him in for a one-armed hug, pounding him on the back a few times before releasing him. For some reason, the gesture made a lump fill my throat. I could see how hard it was for him to accept Kaden like that, but he had.

  For me.

  Blinking back tears, I waited for my two men to separate and hugged Dad. “Thank you,” I whispered emotionally. “You don’t know how much this means to me.”

  He hugged me gently. “Whatever you need, baby girl.” He kissed the top of my head then turned me so I was hugging his side. “But you break my baby’s heart, and they’ll never find your body.”

  Kaden only laughed, shaking his head. “That’s not ever going to happen, but if it does, I’ll kneel before you and let you do your worst, Mr. Brockman.”

  “Zander,” Dad corrected. “Or Z. Mr. Brockman was my grandfather, son.”

  “Come on, you two,” Mom said, sniffling a little and wiping her eyes. “Uncle Noah has the burgers going already, and I want to eat before we go shopping. Aunt Chelsea is on another diet, and I know she won’t let us have anything but freaking salad if we eat while we’re shopping.”

  Uncle Noah and Aunt Chelsea both welcomed Kaden with bright smiles and hugs. Audrey waved at him shyly, and Ben pounded him on the back like they were old friends. By the time I left with the other women, the guys were treating Kaden like one of the family. I loved seeing him with them. He tried to hide it, but I knew this was something special for him. He didn’t spend a lot of time with his own family, but mine had welcomed him wholeheartedly. He was one of us now, and he always would be.

  Chapter 8

  Kaden

  I walked out of my last class of the day in need of coffee and the sight of my girl’s face. Midterms were a total bitch, but I survived them with the help of Mieke. Even though she had her own class workload to get through, she put her stuff on hold and helped me study.

  Now that it was all over, I wanted to celebrate and thank her for getting me through this headache. Plans for that night were already in place, and I couldn’t freaking wait to take her out later.

  Glancing at my watch, I saw she was probably already out of her last class too and jogged across campus to the computer science building. People called my name along the way, but I only threw up my hand or nodded as I passed them. None of them were worth my time, especially not when it meant delaying seeing Mieke.

  I caught sight of her coming out of the building and slowed my pace, grinning at the way her brows were furrowed as she swiped through her phone. Unlike me, Mieke hadn’t stressed over her midterm exams. The girl was crazy-smart and blew my mind when it came to just how fast she caught on. She was a damn freshman, yet she’d understood my advanced anatomy and biology classes better than I did and even broke down my notes a little better so I didn’t have to retain as much to remember what I needed to.

  As she walked forward, her attention half on her phone, half on the people around her so she didn’t bump into them, I saw a guy to her left break away from his group of friends and head straight for my girl.

  I stopped mid-step when I heard him call her name. Pushing her dark hair back from her face, she lifted her gaze from her phone, her brows raised as she watched the guy approach. He was tall and lean, like a swimmer. His hair was streaked blond from sun exposure and his face the kind of all-American good-boy handsome most girls went for in a heartbeat.

  “Hey, a bunch of us are going out tonight to celebrate the end of this crazy week. Do you want to grab some dinner and a drink with me?” A few strands of Mieke’s hair flew around her face in the breeze, and he reached out, pushing it behind her ear.

  My hands tightened into fists, the need to knock the fucker out raging inside of me, yet I could only stand there and watch.

  Mieke stepped back from him, glaring up at the guy. “I have plans. My boyfriend and I are—”

  He cut her off before she could finish. “Aw, come on. We’ll have fun, I swear.”

  “Look, I told you last week that I’m not interested. I have a boyfriend. So I would appreciate it if you would respect that and stop asking me out.” She turned away, but he caught her arm. Hard.

  One second, I was feet away, and the next, I was grabbing his wrist and squeezing tighter than he was squeezing my girl’s. He instantly released her, and I saw him gulp, trying to pull his hand free. “The lady said no, man. Take the hint, or next time you’ll be walking away with more than a sore wrist.”

  “Kaden,” Mieke tried to soothe, her soft hands touching my back. “I was handling this.”

  “Dude, I’m sorry,” the guy in front of me said, the fear in his eyes making me wonder how crazy I looked right then. “She’s a hot piece of ass. Can’t blame a guy for trying.”

  “Shit,” I heard Mieke groan even before I’d punched the guy dead in the face.

  He stumbled back, an angry red mark already forming as righted himself.

  “Learn some fucking manners, dickwad. Don’t talk about my girl like that. In fact, don’t even look in her direction from here on out.” I took a menacing step toward him, and he jerked back several steps.

  Mieke moved in front of me. She gently cupped my fist in her hand and brought it close to her face to examine my knuckles for signs of damage. “Could you maybe not destroy your hands?” she said with a halfhearted glare up at me. “If you want to be a freaking surgeon, you need to keep your hands in good working order.”

  “I still haven’t decided about that,” I reminded her, putting the guy now rushing away from us out of my head.

  “But you haven’t chosen
not to either,” she growled. Tracing her thumb over the reddened flesh, she kissed it softly before dropping it and poking me in the chest with her index finger. “Stop going all rage monster when you see a guy talking to me. I can handle the dickheads all on my own, thank you very much. There’s no need for you to damage yourself when I can put a fist through some idiot’s face myself.”

  I grabbed her waist and lifted her the few inches that separated our gazes. “Are you really mad at me right now, babe?”

  She tilted her head to the side, studying me thoughtfully. The glare vanished, quickly replaced with a smirk. “I don’t know. Maybe. Depends. Are you going to keep punching anyone who hits on me?”

  “He’s lucky I didn’t break his fucking neck for grabbing you like that.” One of my hands moved down to her ass, squeezing.

  That was all the urging she needed to wrap her legs around my waist. The feel of her pressed right over my hard cock calmed the last of my rage, and I pulled her in for a kiss.

  When she lifted her head, she was breathing hard, her green-and-gold eyes on fire with the same need that was blazing through me.

  For weeks now, I’d kept things as platonic as I could. It had been the hardest thing I’d ever done, denying us both, but I knew I needed her to trust me completely before I took things that far with us. She was too important to me to let my dick fuck this up for either of us.

  “Doc,” she murmured huskily now. “We need to talk.”

  My hands tightened on her ass reflexively. “About?”

  She licked her lips, seeming to savor the taste of me on them. “It can wait until we get home.” She kissed me, quick and hard, then wiggled down. As she did, her jeans-covered pussy dragged over my throbbing cock, forcing me to bite back a pained groan. When I finally did make love to her, I was going to go off in two seconds flat once I got inside her. There would be no stopping the eruption once I felt her tightness squeezing me for the first time.

  As if she knew the agony I was in, she took my hand and tugged me toward the parking lot where my car was. “How was the exam?” she asked as we walked.

  I told her how easy it had been, and she told me hers had been boring as hell, like all the others she’d taken this week. Her professors didn’t like it when she finished her tests so easily and always told her to check over her work. By the time she was done doing that, the majority of the class was still finishing their own tests.

  I listened as she talked the whole way back to our place, having to hide my grin as I thought of how excited my dad had been when I’d emailed him about Mieke the week before. He wanted to meet her and was already talking about maybe taking her on as a protégé. He never did that with anyone, yet he wanted to with my girl.

  His wanting to teach her everything he knew made up for him and Mom not being around when I was growing up. Mieke’s family had welcomed me so easily into their lives, so now I knew what it was like to have a real family. I didn’t need my parents to fill that void anymore, something I knew they wouldn’t have ever been able to do. But Dad could do this for Mieke, and that was enough for me.

  As we walked into our apartment, Mieke tossed her things on the couch then jumped into my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her fingers stabbing through my hair and locking my head in place as she devoured my mouth like she was starving.

  “Baby,” I groaned, kissing her back. “Slow down,” I begged.

  “Can’t. Need you too much,” she said with a whimper as she pushed her core into me and started grinding her hips against my hardness.

  “Mieke.” I was already so close, my balls tightening more and more with each stroke of her pussy over my cock through both our jeans.

  “I know you wanted to wait until I could commit,” she breathed as she kissed her way to my ear and then down my neck. Her teeth grazed over my flesh, making me clutch her hips harder against me. “This is me telling you that time has come.”

  I snapped my head back, and she lifted her head, as if she knew I needed to see her eyes to read the truth there. “Really?” I whispered, hope and need warring inside me. But I needed to be sure. If she was just saying what I needed to hear so I would fuck her, we would both regret it. She had to be one hundred percent ready for our future together, or we didn’t stand a chance.

  Losing her would kill me, so I could withstand the pain of my balls turning blue if it meant I never risked that.

  Her fingers tightened in my hair. There was a hunger in her eyes that matched my own, but she was letting me see everything I needed, shining out of those gorgeous green-and-gold orbs of hers.

  “I love you,” she said softly, making my heart squeeze. It wasn’t the first time she’d said those three little words, but she didn’t overuse them either. For Mieke, they were too important for her to let them slip out randomly. While I couldn’t go more than a few hours without telling her what was in my heart. “These past few weeks with you have been the best in my life. I’ve found myself talking less and less to Michelle and confiding more in you. At first, that scared me, and my heart ached because I thought I was losing her.”

  “Baby,” I groaned, hating that she was hurting.

  But she shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I realized that I wasn’t ever going to lose her completely, not when her heart beats in my chest. I also realized this is what she wants for me. To have you mean more to me than anyone else, ever. She has been guiding me to you all along. She is my heart, but you are my soul, Doc.”

  There wasn’t a force in the universe that could have held me back after that. My mouth crashed against hers, and I walked us blindly toward the bedroom, needing her so badly, my entire body was shaking with it.

  Her clothes disappeared along the way, the apartment filling with the sounds of our heavy breathing and her mewled little whimpers as I caressed every inch of her amazing body. When my knee hit the edge of the bed, I followed her down, tearing at the material of my T-shirt, needing her hands on my flesh.

  With a wild little cry, she broke the kiss and pushed at my shoulders. I fell onto the bed beside her, letting her have all the control she wanted because I fucking knew if I stayed in charge of this, I would end up hurting her without meaning to.

  I threw my shirt across the room, and then she was carefully lowering the zipper on my jeans before tugging them and my boxers down my thighs. They were barely out of the way before her head descended and she was swallowing my cock whole.

  “Fuck, baby,” I groaned, closing my eyes and trying to hold on to the last of my restraint.

  “Let me taste it,” she begged, licking down the underside of my pulsing cock to my balls. “I want to feel you come in my mouth.”

  “Goddamn, Mieke.” Her mouth covered me again. She was clumsy, gagging easily even though only half of my dick was in her mouth. But she didn’t let herself lose confidence. Her innocent strokes and licks were more of a turn-on than any girl I’d ever had who knew all the tricks in the book. Within a matter of minutes, I was exploding into her mouth, and she swallowed it all down.

  Lifting her head, she gave the tip one last lick, but I was still rock hard for her. Grasping her waist, I twisted her under me and kissed my way down her body, taking my time to lick and suck on her sweet nipples before moving farther south.

  Her fingers clutched at my hair when I reached her soaked pussy and dived in. “Oh my God,” she cried toward the ceiling. “Kaden, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

  My promise was a growl against her pussy lips. I spread her folds wide, licking at her innocence before sucking her clit into my mouth. She arched her back up off the bed, riding my face as I ate her until she came on my tongue.

  The tip of my cock was leaking as I lifted onto my knees and looked down at her. My mouth and chin were covered in her come, and I was even harder than I’d been before she’d sucked me off. But if she told me she wasn’t completely sure about this, I would stop then and there.

  “Are you ready for this?” I asked, my heart poun
ding so loudly, it echoed in my ears. “Do you want me, Mieke?”

  “So much,” she moaned, her fingers stroking down my chest until they wrapped around my straining erection. I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of her touch. “Please, Doc. I need you inside me so bad. I ache without you. Fill me up and make me yours.”

  “You already are mine.” Spreading her legs wider with my knees, I moved between her thighs until my tip nudged against her entrance. Her thighs trembled, her nails biting into my sides as her eyes darkened with pleasure. “You like that, baby?”

  Her moan was all the answer I needed. I thrust deep into her tight heat, making us both cry out in pleasure. I felt the resistance of her virginity for a second, but she didn’t even flinch as I broke through it. Holding myself over her on my elbows, I gave her a moment to adjust to my girth stretching her, but she was already squirming beneath me, trying to get closer.

  “Please, Kaden,” she moaned. “I need you.”

  I wasn’t strong enough to deny her. Now that I was inside her, there was no way I’d be able to tell her no ever again. Pulling one of her legs up over my hip, I sank deeper into her tightness and began to thrust in and out of her slowly. I went off too fast the first time, but I was going to take my time now. She felt too good to do anything but savor every second.

  When she came around my cock, her lips formed my name, but no sound came from her throat. Her nails sliced into me, and I lowered my head, kissing her throat. “That’s it, my Mieke. Come all over my cock, beautiful. Fuck, you feel so good.”

  I didn’t want to rush this, but with the way her pussy was contracting around me, I knew I wasn’t going to last. Gripping her hips, I thrust into her harder, moving in and out of her faster. She wrapped her arms around me, her pleasured whimpers urging me on. Sweat dripped down my back, coating my entire body as I pounded into her in search of the bliss-filled oblivion only she could give me.