Gone Country

Chapter 42 (The Returning)

"Stop, looking at me like that."

I sexily raised a brow at him, too intrigued by his body to turn away. My eyes scanned over his broad chest, down the plain of his rippling six pack that I still don't know how he manages to keep with all the food he keeps ingesting. I guess working in the hot sun all day helped keep the pounds off.

My eyes went to his bare hips, then past them to where he was pulling up his boxer briefs. I groaned in annoyance when he interrupted my show by dressing. Couldn't he just stand there naked for a couple more minutes? "Charlotte, you're not making this easy," he told me in a sexy growl. He strolled over to the bed, leaning over to softly kiss my lips. "Give a guy a break."

I tossed my arms around his neck, playfully biting his chin to seduce him back into bed with me. "Come on, babe," I whispered, moving my lips down his neck. "We have to leave for home in a couple of hours, stay in bed with me," I begged. I purposely slipped my leg out from under the sheet, teasing him with a reminder that I was completely bare underneath this thin sheet of fabric.

He looked down to graze his strong hand up my thigh, admiring me while teasing me back. "I would stay with you, Charlotte, but someone has to let Diesel out to use the bathroom."

I tilted his chin up to look into his beautiful navy blue eyes. He smiled faintly when I sat up and kissed his lips. "Will you come back to bed after you do that?" I mumbled, hoping for a yes.

He gave a pained look. "Charlotte..."

"You're right, we have a busy schedule today," I sighed as I pulled off the covering and went to get out of bed. Here I was wasting time when I should be using that time to get things done, like packing. "Can you bring me something to wear? I want to jump in the shower as quickly as possible."

He cupped my face, pulling me in to place a kiss on my forehead. His tone was worried when he quietly asked, "Are you upset with me?"

"No!" I laughed, ruffling his bed hair. His expression showed his relief. "I'm not sex crazed! I'm sure I can go at least five minutes or so before I need you again."

His hearty laugh made me grin from ear to ear. "What happens after those five minutes are up?" he asked, curious.

"Naughty things, Brant Young," I giggled. "Very naughty things."

He wiggled his brows flirtatiously before planting his lips firmly on mine. "I'll pick out an outfit for you and lay it on the counter."

I thanked my handsome fiancé for being so kind to me, then made my way to the shower to get ready for the day. After these eventful couple of days, I was ready to go home and start my life with Brant, but then again it was nice being away from everyone for a little while. I didn't know what to expect when we did return home, that was another thing to add to the cons of leaving. As I washed my body clean in the shower, I got lost in my thoughts, thoughts that mostly revolved around the three people who really didn't want me to go on this trip with Brant.

My father, Caleb, and Jack.

I love them all and I understood completely why they didn't want me to give myself away to Brant, but it was my life now. Brant and I are moving in together, we're gonna get married, sex would've eventually happened. It was a natural thing, all which they have experienced. I just didn't want to get home and have everyone treating me differently.

Jack was excited about the wedding, he told me so when he called to wish me a happy birthday, so I think he was over the disapproval stage. Over the phone my father didn't seem upset with me either. He didn't give off anything in his tone of voice if he was. Caleb on the other hand hasn't spoken a word to me, not even a Happy Birthday. That could only mean he wasn't taking this well.