Sliding down my body, my cock practically whimpered as she pulled away.

“I know just where to go,” the vixen replied, tugging me inside the barn. I followed her like a bewitched sap. I was completely under her spell.

She took us to an old office in the back corner and in lightning-fast time she had me stripped down and an equal amount of her own clothing removed.

There was no holding back when she pushed me to lean against the old desk, which I prayed would hold our weight, and straddled my hips. Autumn rode out both of our orgasms at an agonizingly slow pace.

Cradled against my body, the desk squeaked, but neither of us moved or cared. I’d take the brunt of the fall anyway. She would be protected so long as she was with me.

“They’re probably wondering where we are.” My fingers trailed up and down her spine and I loved the way her body shivered with each pass.

“Most likely,” she replied but made no hint of moving.

“I should go save Sadie.”

That information perked Autumn up and she bounced down from the desk. I groaned at the loss of contact and my unabashed stare at her swaying breasts.

“Get dressed, Colton. I want to meet your sister.”

“She’s not going anywhere,” I joked, only for Autumn to throw my hoodie at my chest.

“Yes, but she’s your family. This is huge.”

Grasping her arm, I waited for Autumn’s rush to change to stop.

“Autumn, you’re my family. You, Brett, and Lily, and the rest of the Easterlys are more family than I ever thought I deserved. It took meeting Sadie to realize that.”

“Oh, Colton. They all love you just as much as I do.”

“Hopefully in a different kind of way,” I teased as I finished tugging on my shoes.

“It’s definitely different. You didn’t steal their house from them.”

“You’re never going to let that go, are you?” I draped my arm across her shoulder.

“Not in a million years.”

I walked Autumn to her vehicle and then we caravanned back to the house. Upon entering, I kissed Autumn one more time because I knew once she met Sadie the two women were going to spend the rest of the night together.

“Look who finally arrived,” my annoyingly sweet sister said from her perch at the kitchen island where she swirled a piece of bread in a dish. She shoved the starchy goodness in her mouth and made her way over to us. “You must be Autumn,” she said with a mouth full of food.

“Yes, and you’re Sadie. I’m so excited to meet you.” In true Autumn fashion, she wrapped my sister in a tight embrace and I wasn’t surprised when Sadie returned it.

“You made it back just in time for dinner. Everyone have a seat,” Mrs. Easterly called out to the room as she poured noodles into a dish.

Autumn’s hand trailed against mine as she went to take a seat at the table, making sure my sister had the open chair between her and Nash. I watched in fascination as the Easterlys welcomed us at their table as if we were old friends, not mere acquaintances.

“You going to join us, son?”

Nodding, I made my way over to the table and the open seat on the other side of Autumn. I glanced around the table, watching everyone interact. This was all I’d ever wanted growing up, and by the look on Autumn’s face, she did too. All we needed was to take the time to find it.

Epilogue – Autumn

I hung the last of the decorations for the open house event we were hosting at The Easterly Barn. It was a chance for the town to see what we created and drum up some word-of-mouth marketing.

Not that we needed much. After Colton had allowed cameras in his fully furnished 1800s home, he not so slyly mentioned that the now bed-and-breakfast was available for those booking events at The Easterly Barn. Our calendar was booked up for the next two years from the single mention.

In the last six months, we’d completely overhauled the space and instead of looking like a rustic wasteland, it now appeared like a well-loved space with exposed wood and stone. It was romantic.

“Hey, Sadie, can you hand me that string of twinkle lights, please?” Colton’s sister was here on spring break and was helping us with the event tonight. It seemed like everyone was chipping in. Vendors from across the state were interested in contracting with us and we now boasted a slew of options for our guests.

All of our hard work was coming to fruition.

The girl, who just celebrated her twenty first birthday held out the thin strand and I casually draped it around one of the beams that ran across the three-story roof. Apparently, I was the only Easterly sister that wasn’t terrified of heights as I stood on scaffolding just to reach the beams.

“You’re making me nervous. Can you get down from there?” It seemed it wasn’t just the Easterly sisters affected.

“Yeah. I need to get the crew to tear this all down, Alex,” I called out. “What time will the catering staff arrive?”

“In thirty minutes. Plenty of time.”

The caterers we partnered with in Knoxville had been so gracious when we reached out. They were another family-owned business and had been looking for a new venture. The timing had been perfect.

The father was a bit of a hockey fan, too, so he was thrilled to potentially work with Colton, who took the recognition in stride.

When I descended the last ladder, I asked Alex where everyone had scurried off to, but she shrugged and assumed everyone was getting ready for the event back at the house. We’d converted most of the rooms in the barn into spaces for bridal parties to get ready and relax.

“Why are they at the house?” I asked, confused. We’d brought everyone’s clothes over to the barn this morning.

“Um. . .I don’t know? Something about Mom’s forgetting a pie.”

It didn’t make sense, but I’d been frantically trying to get the space perfect that I must have missed everyone getting ready earlier.

“I’ll be back,” Alex declared and then dashed away before I could question her further.

“Hey, Colton,” I said as my boyfriend walked into the barn. He was dressed to the nines in a tuxedo that fit like a glove. As he got closer, I reached out and adjusted the bow tie, whispering how I hoped he wanted to play with it later.

“We’ll see,” he said as he took my hand and asked for me to show him all the final touches. He’d been in Knoxville most of the day for something his agent had set up with the hockey team. It was a game I still didn’t understand fully, but I’d learned that Colton was one of the best players in the league.

As we walked around the space, I rambled on about the last-minute changes, like swapping the pub tables for seated round tables instead and how we moved some of the food stations to the other side of the main floor.

Just as I was about to go into detail regarding the twinkle lights on the beams, Colton tugged at my hand.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” I said as I nestled up against him. This was my favorite spot in the entire barn. Dad had hung three oversized chandeliers that lit up the entire space. But this one in particular would be where the wedding arch would stand. It was at the opposite end of the entrance to the barn and we’d installed glass paned windows that climbed from the floor to the third-floor ceiling, giving an outstanding view of the fields and mountains. The windows weren’t originally in our budget, but Colton surprised us with them one day.

All I knew was that the man had a great financial advisor.