Our War (The Family, final book)
The Family, 4
Jake has married for the sake of The Family, and no matter what, he must make his marriage work. Emily Bracken is nothing like he imagined she would be. She’s a firecracker, no denying that, but she is also a kind, thoughtful woman. Of course, she didn’t want to marry him either. Now they can either make their lives miserable, or they can make the most of a bad situation.
Emily didn’t know what to expect with Jake. He’s a leader in The Family, cocky and an asshole, yet there is a darkness about him that she can connect with. She sees what Jake has to fight with every single day, but he’s not alone anymore. She never asked to be part of this world—and neither did he. Together, they can find a way to fight for their shared life.
When The Family is attacked, Jake knows the time for commitment has come. He must fight for his friends, for his woman, and for what he wanted The Family to be, or lose everything.
Can four boys finally show their enemies they are not to be messed with? Can Jake bring himself to love Emily? Is there any way they can have a happily ever after? It’s the final war. Who will win?
“What do you want?” she asked.
“I like your demands. I know neither of us wanted this, but we’re here now, and I intend to make the most of it. I will be home in time for dinner. Can you cook?”
“Yeah, I can.”
“That’s good. I love good food. If not the other guys’ wives will show you what I like.”
She found that particularly funny. “You’d make them teach me?”
“Yes. How else would you learn?”
Holding her hands up, she nodded. “Fine. What is it you would like?” she asked.
“I want you to be happy, and one day I want kids. I know you’re not wanting sex tonight, but one day soon, I’m going to want it. I’m a man, I have needs, and I don’t believe in taking what I want.”
She swallowed past the lump in her throat. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. They shouldn’t be talking right now. She’d imagined their wedding night to be one big fight, and yet they were talking, negotiating.
“I’m a virgin,” she said.
“And that’s why I’m giving you space. My demands are simple. You share our bed. You belong to me. You’re mine. I want you to be happy. I have needs that when we eventually have sex, I’m going to want from you. I won’t judge. Whatever you want, we will explore together.”
“Are you sure you want to have sex with me?” she asked.
“Why wouldn’t I want to have sex with you?”
“I’m not … you know … small. Slim.”
“You have a nice pair of tits, juicy thighs, and a luscious ass. I want to sink my teeth into that ass and hold onto your tits as I fuck you, Emily. I have got no problems when it comes to your body.”
“Oh.” His words sent a little thrill through her. “I guess we won’t have a problem then.”
“No, we won’t.”
“When you mean share a bed?”
“I mean we will sleep together every single night. I will hold you in my arms. Do you have a problem with that?”
She shook her head. “No.”
“Good.” Jake leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her head. “Let’s play.”