Love in Country (De La Fuente Family #4)(2)

He saw me dancing with Aiden.

“I saw you…my wife,” he sneers. “My wife,” he growls, “wrapped up in another guy.”

“Yes, I was. What difference does it make to you? Everyone knows you can’t keep your pants zipped. Even tonight you went off with him,” I counter, standing my ground.

Greg inhales and exhales before he turns and climbs into his truck. “Get Aiden to give you a ride home,” he growls before slamming his door and turning the ignition.

Stunned, standing there like an idiot, I watch him leave a trail of dust behind him.

The tears that I thought were over with return full force and fall down my face as I try to suffer in silence.

That doesn’t work as I hear a voice call out, “Hey, can you hear me?”

Mateo?

My head snaps around.

“We just want to help you,” Aiden’s voice follows.

My heart stops and jumps with excitement. “Aiden?”

“Sarah?” He paused. “Where are you?”

I don’t need to answer because Aiden appears in front of me as I walk around the front of a large truck.

Aiden doesn’t slow until he stops mere inches from touching me.

“He left me here,” I whisper.

“Thank f*ck!” Aiden wraps his arms around me and pulls me tightly against his chest.

I’m where I want to be, and after a slight hesitation, I wrap my arms around Aiden’s neck and bury my face in the curve of his shoulder, crying into him.

“Sarah,” Aiden breathes deeply. “Let’s go inside the house.”

I nod.

Aiden leads me into his family’s home and I blindly follow him to what I presume is his room.

“Sorry.” He quickly moves some of his things around.

He looks as nervous as I feel at being alone in his room, which makes me giggle and startles him. “I’m sorry. It’s, um, been a while since I was in a boy’s room.” I giggle again and look out of his bedroom window. The reflection in the glass shows me that Aiden approaches as he tosses his jacket and tie on the bed.

I turn, and he doesn’t stop moving until he’s directly in front of me. “Do you want to tell me why he left you the way he did?” Aiden asks, brushing the hair back from my face in a gentle caress.

Reaching out, I lay my hand against Aiden’s chest. He closes his eyes and shudders in reaction before his green eyes focus on me again. I feel his heart racing beneath my hand.

“He saw me with you,” I admit.

Aiden curses under his breath. “Do you want me to talk to him?” He takes the one remaining step into me.

His chest brushes against mine, sending bolts of desire straight to my nipples and Aiden’s body answers when his throbbing erection hardens, and nestles against my belly.

“Ah, no. Don’t talk to him.”

“Good! Because I can’t apologize when it felt like heaven having you wrapped up around me with your soft curves rubbing up against mine,” he whispers, and moves in to nuzzle my neck, drawing a sigh from my lips.

What is he doing to me?

“I certainly can’t apologize when you make me feel things no other woman has ever come close to making me feel.”

His lips skim along my neck while I raise both my hands and slide them into his hair. He groans against my skin as his hips arch and thrust.

Hesitantly, I slip my hand between us and palm the bulge behind his zipper. He quickly grabs my wrist and pins it above my head.

“You touch me there and I won’t be able to stop what happens next,” Aiden pants and returns his face to the curve of my neck, a place I think he likes.

When Aiden releases my hand, I slide my fingers through his hair, craving him like a drug. The only thing stopping me is knowing that afterward I’d have to go home to Greg. I wouldn’t be able to stay with Aiden no matter how much we both would want that.

Aiden is special and is already buried so deeply in my heart that it hurts—badly—as I live a lie with someone else when the man I love stands before me.

“I know you have to go home,” he whispers. “I know that, but just for once, I want to pretend you’re mine…I want to hold you close and pretend that I don’t have to let you go.”

I tighten my arms around Aiden’s neck and sigh in pleasure at the feel of him against me. He’s all hard muscle, pure man, and I know that I only have to say the word and I’ll be under him on his bed.

I want that more than he can possibly know.

For the first time in the past seven years, I want more than a sham marriage. But with three years left of my contract to fulfill, I don’t see a way out.





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TEN MONTHS LATER ~ SARAH

The smile that is currently splitting my face would be embarrassing if I stop to think about it, but Aiden is a sight for my aching heart as he strides toward me.

We shouldn’t even be here together, but only catching glimpses of each other since his brother’s wedding has me, and I guess him, at the end of our patience.

Aiden has made my heart flutter in my chest since the first time I’d laid eyes on him when I’d come to the farm to talk to his father. Aiden’s green eyes had held me captive and they still do. Just one look from him is a like a caress over my heated skin.