It feels good having his hand wrapped tightly around my arm to keep me with him.
“I wish my father would let everyone get on with what they’re supposed to be doing,” Ramon groans. “He can’t abide someone else doing something on his land without being involved.”
“You father isn’t someone to sit back and relax. You know that.”
“Yeah, but it gets annoying when he drags me into it every time I’m trying to get to you.” He glances at me before looking away again. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was trying to keep us apart, but that isn’t my dad. No way is he doing that after what he said when we told him about us.” He sighs and glances toward where his dad is standing. “I don’t know why, but it just seems that way.”
Ramon shakes his head and smiles when he turns into me. “I’m with you now,” he whispers into my ear, which sends shards of pleasure down my spine. “Let’s get up here,” he indicates the fence, “before my mom starts shouting orders.”
Straddling the fence with the others, I’m behind Ramon as he climbs up and the view leaves me hanging—wanting to see more—wanting to touch what’s mine because that’s what he is. He’s mine and I’m his. I just wish us being together wasn’t so damn complicated.
Ramon steadies himself and looks back at me. The fire in his eyes nearly has me falling from the fence, flat on my face.
Clearing his throat, Ruben looks up at us, grinning. “You two ready?”
I laugh when Ramon gives him the finger.
Brotherly love at its finest!
Straightening, we both let the photographer get on with his job. The sooner he finishes, the sooner I can drag Ramon off somewhere, even if it’s only for a quick kiss.
With the way the photographer has us all positioned, I’m positive that it will produce an amazing keepsake. There is Lucien, Michael and their father, Elias, Sebastian, Ramon and me with our right legs over the recently painted white fence with the bride and groom in front of us. A few shots later, the photographer indicates for Emelia, Dante and Mateo to join us.
After a few more minutes, we’re asked to stay where we are while Pippa, Lily, Sabrina and Carla join the group. With some reshuffling, more snaps are taken.
I’ve never been fond of having my photograph taken; always shy away from it, but now I realize how much these photographs will mean to Ruben and Rosie in years to come. It would be nice to have something like this to look back on with Ramon.
Focusing sharply on Ramon as his hand lands on my thigh, I raise a brow in question.
“Me. You. Barn. Now.”
Before I have time to respond, he jumps down from the fence and avoids his father as he dashes off.
I jump down and catch Carla’s eyes. They’re filled with amusement as she watches me. Moving toward her, I pinch her straight out of Sebastian’s arms and wrap her up in mine. “I love you, sis.” I kiss the top of her head and meet her searching eyes.
“I love you, too.” Her eyes fill with unshed tears, which I wipe away with my thumb.
“I’m here to stay. Stop worrying.” I kiss her forehead and smirk at Sebastian over the top of her head.
He’s itching to get his hands back on his wife. If I wasn’t so keen to get to Ramon, I’d be holding on to her longer to tease my brother-in-law. But my man is waiting.
“I have somewhere to be.”
“So I heard.” She smirks.
I grin and, passing her back to her husband, I ignore the snickers coming from the two of them as I walk toward the barn.
Chapter Twelve
Ramon
Pacing back and forth in the barn, my body is full of frustration after the day I’m having. At every turn, someone is pulling me in a different direction. For a while now that’s what it has been like with me being the youngest and without a partner. But now I have someone? Noah, and no matter how much I love my family, they’re going to have to give. Even if my dad seems off today about my relationship, if he wants me here in the family, he’ll have to get over whatever his hang up is.
Hearing footsteps approach, I turn to the door and feel a huge weight lift from my shoulders when Noah slips inside.
I grab his hand and pull him to the back, toward the small office. I don’t want anyone to catch us because we’re about to get down and dirty, although I suspect it won’t last very long.
My dick has been sensitive all damn day with Noah looking so handsome in his suit, but in truth, it’s the fit of his slacks that has been getting to me. He has a mighty fine ass.
Slamming the door to the office shut, I aggressively shove Noah up against the door. My fingers immediately unbutton his vest and with a quick move, I have that and his morning coat off and thrown onto the desk.