BROGAN AND I left an hour later after she put her beautiful tits on display for me. I was never a breast man, but with her, I loved it all. Although, her delicious ass could bring me to my knees any day of the week.

Once we were in my SUV, heading to Hope Town, Georgia, we would pass knowing glances between us.

I smirked.

She giggled.

I growled.

She blushed.

What could I say? Her laugh did it for me. It was such a foreign sound lately that any time I heard it, I wanted more of it.

Hope Town was small, but not too small that it wouldn’t show up on a map. Even though I had an ulterior motive for this weekend away, I was just thankful that our relationship was finally taking a step in the right direction.

Zachary Brenson popped into my mind.

I still hadn’t told Brogan about him. Guilt settled heavily on my shoulders. I wasn’t sure why exactly, but I found that I had to keep him to myself for just a little while longer. I needed to meet him first, on my own.

Brogan’s phone rang, jarring me from my thoughts.

“Hey girl,” she greeted. “Yeah. He is.” She squeezed my hand that was cupping her inner thigh. “We’re heading out of town for the weekend. I know…yes. You sure? It’s not bad timing?”

I squeezed her harder, giving her the reassurance that everything would be fine.

“Okay,” she let out a slow sigh. “Well I do have some news. Coby proposed.”

A loud scream echoed through the phone.

I laughed.

“Holy shit, Meeka,” Brogan giggled over her best friend’s excitement. “Fine, fine.” She placed the phone on speaker, holding it between us. “Go ahead.”

“You mother fucker,” came my Navy brother, Asher Donovan’s, reply. “Why the hell didn’t you say anything to us?”

“I didn’t need your permission,” I threw back at him.

“Fuck no you didn’t but, shit man, seriously?” Asher laughed. “Congratulations, brother. Both of you.”

“Thank you,” Brogan and I said at the same time.

“What’s going on?” Dale Michaels, my other Navy brother and best friend, said.

“This asshole’s engaged and didn’t bother to tell us.”

I rolled my eyes at Asher’s response.

“The fuck?” Dale exclaimed. “It’s about damn time.”

“You all need to watch your mouths once all of those babies are born,” Brogan reminded them.

“We’ll celebrate when we get home on Sunday but right now, I’m taking my fiancée and spending the weekend with her.” I inched my hand up Brogan’s thigh. “Say goodbye, little one.”

She grinned, her eyes glowing with lust and love for me. “Love you guys.” And with that, she hung up the phone before our friends could protest.

“Good girl.” My hand continued to slide up her thigh, reaching the spot that was made for me. Cupping her center, I kept my hand there and didn’t move.

Brogan let out a low hum. “I love the way you hold me. It always makes me feel safe.”

“You are safe, little one.” I released her and placed my hand closer to her knee. “You are always safe with me.”

As much as I wanted to celebrate with my Navy brothers and her sisters from the motorcycle club she was in, I preferred to spend the weekend balls deep inside my beautiful fiancée.

We drove in silence, comfortable in each other’s presence.

A part of me had been worried that Brogan would say no. Maybe she would realize that she didn’t want a broken man. But when the word yes fell from her lips and her tiny fist punched me; that moment would forever be burned into my mind as a favorite.

The spot she had hit tingled, reminding me just how strong she actually was.

“Coby?” Brogan said a moment later while playing with her phone.

“Yeah, baby?” I gripped her inner thigh, the soft skin just beneath the hem of her shorts, giving me the strength I would forever need. But the pale flesh also teased me. A hint of a bite mark peaked up at me, making the alpha caveman inside me roar.

I shifted in my seat, clearing my throat.

“Problem?” she asked, her voice lowering.

“Nope,” I cleared my throat again. “What’s your question?”

“Are you taking me to Dirty Dog?”

“Dirty what?” I glanced at her quickly before shifting my eyes back on the road.

“Dirty Dog,” she repeated. “You said you were going to take me to a club.”

“Yes, I will.” I wasn’t sure exactly what Dirty Dog had to offer, but it was a nightclub and it was popular, so I knew Brogan would be happy.

“I think men dance on bars?”

“Are you asking me?” I teased, inching my hand up her thigh.

She laughed, stopping me. “You’ve done your research on this town. I thought you would know.”

“Hot men dancing on bars means just what I imagine.” I rolled my eyes but if sex sells, it made sense.

“Sounds interesting. Can we go?”

“We can do whatever you want,” I gave her a soft smile. “This is your weekend.”

“No,” she cupped my hand. “It’s ours.”

God, I loved this woman. She always thought of me even when I never asked her to.

“You don’t believe me,” she muttered, brushing her thumb back and forth over a scar on my palm.

“Why do you say that?” I asked, not meeting her gaze for fear she would see the doubt in my eyes. I knew she loved me. I could feel it in the marrow of my bones, but I was an asshole. And if she wouldn’t have been the one to control the sex between us after I proposed, I would have beat her ass like I knew she would enjoy.

“When we made love earlier, did it bother you that I controlled it? Or well…most of it.”

“I…” I let out a hard sigh. “No. It didn’t bother me. It doesn’t. I’m just not used to it and it kind of set me on edge.”

“Coby, pull over.”

Her demand warmed my skin. I did as I was told out of curiosity. Under normal circumstances, I would have spanked her for being demanding.

“Look at me,” she tugged on my arm. “Please.”

I met her gaze, my breath catching in my throat at the beauty before me.

“I love you. Do you know what that means? It means that I’ll do anything to make you happy and I know you would do the same for me,” she said, not waiting for me to answer. “It means that I trust you and I know you trust me. If you would have taken over, I wouldn’t have complained but I knew you needed it. I knew controlling you would get you out of your head.” She cupped my cheek, brushing her thumb along my bottom lip. “It means I love you and would do anything for you. Remember what we’ve done already.”

My body stirred at the memories. My domination. Her submission. Her begging.

“Coby, I’m serious when I say that I would do anything to make you happy and help you. This morning was…” A notable shiver trembled through her. “It was delicious.”

I cupped her nape, pulling her against me and crushed my mouth to hers. “Thank you.”

She sighed, sliding her arms around my shoulders. “You don’t need to thank me.”

I kissed her one last time before releasing her and started the SUV back up.

“Did this morning help at all?”

It did. Probably more than I cared to admit. “Yes.”

“Then why are you doubting me?”

My jaw clenched. “I know what we’ve done. I know we’ve been into kink before but we haven’t done anything of that nature since…” Bile rose to my throat. “I was taken. And submitting to you was not something I ever thought I would do.”

“If it helps any, I would rather you be in control.” Brogan placed her hand on my leg. “I promise that we’ll get through this together. I won’t let you deal with your demons on your own. I’ll be right by your side fighting them with you. They won’t win, Coby.”

I appreciated her words. I lived and breathed them. Now if I could just believe her.