“Okay, Whit and I will take the ranch truck. Y’all can head on down. ”
Whitley smiled as she shook her head. “Layton, I can’t leave Courtney alone with all your friends. She’ll be pissed at me. ”
Just then, Courtney came out. “Hey, Whit. I’m driving down with these guys, okay?”
Whitley peeked around me to look at her best friend. “Court, are you sure?”
“Jesus, Whitley, I think I’ll be fine. If one of them makes a move, I’ll junk-punch their asses. Don’t be too long!”
I took Whitley’s hand and pulled her into the house. The moment we were inside, she dropped her bag and jumped into my arms. I pushed her against the wall and moved my hand up her shirt.
“Fuck, Whitley, I want you so damn bad that I can hardly stand it. ”
She threw her head back against the wall. “Yes, I missed you, Layton. ”
I put her down and was just about to unbutton her shorts when my fucking doorbell rang. I closed my eyes, and then I looked at her. I could see the disappointment in her eyes, but she was also giggling.
I walked over to the door and opened it up. I shook my head as I saw the guy who delivers my hay standing at my door.
“Mr. Morris, I just need you to sign for your delivery. ”
“Yep, sure thing. ”
“Your gate is open, sir. Were you aware of this?” he asked.
“Yep. Having a party. ” I signed the form and handed it back to him.
“Same location, sir?” he asked.
I saw him look behind me and smile. I turned around to see Whitley there. I glanced back at the delivery guy and took a step to my left to block his view of her.
“Yeah, same place. Thank you. ” Fucker.
I shut the door and turned around to see Whitley smiling at me. She slowly hooked her fingers in her shorts and began to slide them down. When she stepped out of them, I walked up, grabbed her, and picked her up.
As I brought her into my bedroom, I said, “I love how you drive me so crazy, Miss Reynolds. ”
She yelled as I threw her down onto the bed.
Before I knew it, she was whispering my name into my ear as we both came together.
I couldn’t get enough of her, and it was beginning to scare me. I’d never felt this way about anyone.
“I don’t want to, but I think we better head down to the lake,” I said as I moved my fingertips up and down her side.
“Courtney is probably ready to beat my ass!” She jumped up and started to get dressed.
I smiled, thinking about how I was about to make a clear statement to every one of my friends.
I was in love, and Whitley Reynolds was officially off the market.
Chapter Seventeen: Whitley
By the time Layton and I finally got down to the lake on his property, there must have been at least fifty people there.
“Holy shit! Where did all these people come from?” I looked around at all the parked trucks.
Layton let out a laugh and grabbed my hand. I glanced over at him, and he had the goofiest smile on his face. I couldn’t help but smile back.