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“I hope your family doesn’t feel the need to leave ‘cause I stopped by,” Summer said. Carter snickered and shook his head.
“Honey, the last reason they’d leave is because of you. The first reason they’d leave is because they can’t control their dicks.”
Summer’s eyes widened. She quickly put the bottle to her mouth and took a deep drink when Carter turned back to her.
“Brother, I’m headin’ out, too. No beatin’ down fences, got it?” Landon said. He pointed to Summer. “You take care of him, hear?”
He waved and hustled out the front door behind the trio. Carter turned his hand over and looked at his raw knuckles. Summer nodded. “So that’s what happened?”
“Something like that,” Carter admitted. Summer placed her bottle on the table and scuffed her boot on the floor. “I’m curious to know if you’re here for me.”
“I’m not sure yet.” Say no. Tell him you’re here for Braden. What a lie that would be. “Why’d you beat the fence?”
“Many reasons. Many you may not understand.”
Summer clenched her teeth as a stab of hurt and anger shot through her. She lifted her chin, straightened her shoulders, and jammed her fists deep into her coat pocket. Carter arched a brow, a hint of humor flashing in his eyes.
“Carter Ryder, I’m not gonna stand for bein’ left in the dark ‘cause you don’t think I’d understand. Get it out, and get it all out now, if you have any hope of redemption.”
Carter’s arms dropped. He stepped into her. “Redemption?” She stepped back. He advanced again. “Is there a chance I might be able to redeem myself in your eyes?”
“I–I didn’t say that.”
“No?” He caught her around the waist and eased her against him. God, why did she go to him without a fight? His rich chuckle left her knees weak. “I’m pretty sure that’s what you said.”
His fingers brushed up under her shirt against the bare flesh of her lower back. A spark caught fire, that liquid flame filling her womb and hot juice seeping from her cunt. She struggled to get her hands free of her coat pockets, her heavy breasts pressing firmly against his hard chest.
“Maybe you heard wrong,” Summer said.
Carter caught her off guard when he claimed her in a kiss that slashed every reasonable thought from her mind. A long-suppressed hunger rushed her. She grew pliant in his arms, following the lead of his skilled tongue, indulging in a taste she had craved all these years.
When he tipped his head down and broke away from her mouth, she practically whimpered.
“Did I, Summer?” he whispered, his moist lips kissing a trail to her ear. “Hear wrong?”
“Maybe not,” she admitted, finally freeing her hands from her pockets. Paths of warmth and weakness flowed through her limbs.
“Good, angel, because all I want to do is take you in my arms and love you more than ever before,” Carter whispered against her ear, sending chills spiraling through her bones. She gripped his shoulders, hard-packed muscles she wanted to slide her hands down. The airy kiss of his warm breath made her tremble. “There was more to that night.”