Unbreak My Heart (Rough Riders Legacy #1)(63)

“True. Now I can add that to my ‘never ever’ list of booze.”

“So what did you need to talk about?” I asked.

“Living arrangements,” Raj said.

Boone and I exchanged a look. Good thing we’d already discussed this. Well, not this part specifically. “Since you’re as crazy about Lu as I am, and you’re used to living with Boone, you’re welcome to move your stuff here, Raj.”

He grinned. “While that is downright sweet and thoughtful, for now, I think my woman wants to move in with me. At least until my sister gets back and kicks us out.” He dipped his chin toward Boone. “West is staying with you?”

“Yes.” Imagining waking up with Boone every morning and sharing the same space the rest of the time…hello belly flip. But I’d never had a roommate besides Lu. What if Boone and I weren’t compatible with the day-to-day roommate stuff?

“Then it’s settled. Lucinda Grace, baby, get your things.”

“You’re ditching me?” I said to her.

“Temporarily.” She lifted her head. Something in my face had her turning toward Raj and Boone. “Can you guys give us a moment?”

“Sure.” Raj said, “I’ma make you get your stuff outta my car anyway, West. Come on.”

As soon as they were gone, Lu slumped against the counter and snagged her water bottle. “You were baking first thing this morning, S.”

“Just making breakfast for my man.”

She rolled her eyes. “How freaked out are you about Boone moving in?”

“It was my idea. It’s just surreal. Yesterday we weren’t together and now we’re living together.”

“I might’ve been slam-a-lammered last night, but Boone was frantic to get to you, Sierra. Frantic.”

I smirked. “That’s because I blew him and ran off before he’d put his pants back on.”

Lu choked on her water. “No way. At the party?”

“Yep. Classy, huh? I didn’t plan to blow and bail, trust me.”

“No wonder he tossed me onto the sidewalk and peeled out as soon as he saw Raj’s pearly whites.” She laughed. “That is f*cking hysterical, S. Another classic Sierra moment to add to the others.”

“Promise you won’t tell Raj.”

“I’m sure he already knows and Boone asked him not to tell me.” Her smile faded. “I don’t want to lose the ability to talk to you, or you to me, because we’re juggling keeping lovers’ confidences now too.”

“Me either.”

“And if me’n Raj call it quits, and Boone is living here with you…” She snorted. “I can’t even voice that possibility because it’s so ridiculous.”

“What? You and Raj breaking up?”

She nodded. “Won’t happen. With him…all the pieces just clicked. For both of us.”

“I’m happy that you found the one true dick that fits.” I dodged her arm punch and laughed.

“So I’ll just ask you straight out; is this thing with Boone about sex and making up for lost time?”

My kneejerk reaction was I don’t know.

But you do know.

“The man is a f*cking machine. Sex with him? Ah-may-zing. Physically we’re in synch. But we spent a lot of time talking last night and things are different for us. More solid.” I groaned. “Jesus, Lu. Please tell me I’m not letting my body make this decision and I’m ignoring common sense.”

“If that were true, it’d be the first time since I’ve known you.”

“Thank you for that.”

“You’re welcome.” Lu drained her water. “Come on. Help me pack some stuff.”

I waved her off. “Go on. I don’t need to see your sex toy collection again.”

She stretched and her shirt rode up, giving me a glimpse of the hickeys in a heart shape around her tattoos.

“Cute love bites,” I said.

Lu glanced down. “Oh. Those. They’re starting to fade. You should see the ones on my ass.”

I blushed and said, “Pass.”

“You’re so cute, pretending you don’t have marks like this all over yourself.” Before she walked out of the kitchen, she said, “While I’m sorting through my sex toy collection, you sure you don’t want me to leave the big, black dildo? Since I don’t need it anymore?”

Do not blush. “No! It’s not like I can repurpose it.”

“Maybe you can’t, but I can.” Lu smirked. “Come on. Maybe I can give you a few tips.”





I could not keep my hands off Sierra.

Not that I’d tried.

Not that she acted like she wanted me to back off.

She couldn’t stop touching me either.

I’d never been high, but if it felt anything like this? I could understand it.

Because Sierra had become my addiction.

In less than twenty-four hours I couldn’t imagine my life without her.

I’d said as much to Raj when he’d swung by to drop off my stuff a few hours ago.

He’d opened the back end of his SUV and unloaded my few belongings. I didn’t own much besides clothes and the college medical textbooks I’d kept. I’d never stayed in any place long enough to accumulate more than a few basic household items—most of which were in storage in Fort Hood.