With Abandon: With or Without, Book 4

doubt the spicy scent belonged to her. Heat suffused his neck and face.
    “Out of the way, moron!”
    Jolted out of his initial shock by a man barreling past, Matt glanced around and realized he’d stopped
    right in the middle of the walkway.
    “Fuck you, asshole,” Tara called after the man with a Southern accent so charming Matt almost
    missed the fact that she’d cussed at the guy. Tara sighed. “People are rude. Are you okay, Matt?” She
    motioned for him to start walking and handed his phone over.
    Come on, Matthew, pull it together. Placing one foot in front of the other, concentrating on not freaking out, Matt made his way to the baggage carousel. Swallowing down the lump in his throat, he
    smiled at her—he couldn’t not because she smiled at him—but over and over he kept thinking this can’t be happening . Yet it was. His eyes didn’t always see the way they should, but his nose worked just fine.
    “Matt?” She studied him as the buzzer sounded and the carousel started moving.
    “Sorry. I’m kinda dazed. I feel like a complete idiot. I was checking to make sure my phone recorded
    the moving sidewalk. I wanted to show it to my little brothers. I have eight brothers, and my younger
    brothers would think that was really cool and—oh my God, I’m babbling.”
    She giggled and wrapped her hand around his forearm. “Don’t worry about it. If you’re sure you’re
    okay, we can forget about the whole thing.” She quieted for a few seconds and let out a low whistle. “I’m gonna smack Keaton right upside the head when I see him though. He didn’t tell me you were so adorable.”
    Matt’s cheeks heated more as he watched a few bags move past. “Thank you.” She thought he was
    adorable?
    “Nine boys, huh?”
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    “Yeah. I’m the oldest.” Matt’s bag appeared out of the opening, and he prepared to grab it as it came
    by.
    She reached for the bag on his shoulder. “Let me help you carry some of this stuff. You look a little
    shell-shocked.” She dipped under the weight of the bag, and her eyes widened. But she straightened,
    determined to take it.
    “It’s kinda heavy. I can get—”
    Arching a brow, she took the rolling case from Matt. “Not a chance, gorgeous. You’re a guest. I’m
    getting these bags. You get the other.”
    Matt retrieved the larger suitcase off the carousel and motioned for Tara to lead the way. It was silly letting her haul two bags when he only carried the one, but she wasn’t the typical delicate flower. He got the impression if he argued, she’d argue back. This woman had been Miss Georgia? “Um, thanks.”
    “You’re welcome. How was your flight?”
    “It wasn’t bad. I couldn’t figure out how to get out of the darned airport though.”
    “Yeah, it’s a little strange. You have to go all the way to the end of the concourse to get to the
    terminal.” They headed out into the warm Georgia sunshine, and she pushed her ball cap lower over her
    eyes to block the sun. “Listen, it looks like Bree’s stuck in Macon. How do you feel about going to lunch with me before I take you to get settled into your new place?”
    “Bree?” Blinking at the brightness, he tried to still the rapid pounding of his pulse. He wished his
    stupid boner would go away.
    “Yeah, that’s what I call Aubrey.”
    His wish came true. At the reminder of Aubrey, Matt’s erection dwindled like he’d jumped into a vat
    of ice water. It was bad enough that he didn’t know what to do about Tara, but how would Aubrey take the news that his fiancée was Matt’s mate?

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    Chapter Two
    “I’ll suck you so good you won’t know what hit you.”
    Aubrey stumbled, catching the toe of his dress shoe on the thick burgundy carpet. His stomach
    tightened, and his dick tried to perk up, but he kept walking. Carson Lopez could likely suck the chrome off a ball hitch if he put his mind to it. The man had a mouth like a dockside whore. To say Aubrey was
    tempted was an understatement. Not only was Carson slim, brunet and handsome—Aubrey’s type—but
    Carson was safe and had as much to lose as Aubrey if anyone found out about them.
    Aubrey hesitated for a split second. No matter how badly he wanted to, he couldn’t. He had things to
    do, namely getting one Matthew Mahihkan settled in and ready to go to college next Monday.
    “I can’t.”
    They rounded a corner and strolled toward the elevator.
    Carson