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Reckless Love Excerpt
After I put Levi to bed, I’m on a mission to get to Elle. Disappointment slaps me in the face when I realize she went to her room. I stare at her closed door and walk toward my room, then stop and turn back toward hers…more times than I want to admit.
I respect a closed door…but I know her. I know she’s in there worrying about what happened between us. I know she’s never quite right after seeing Carrie, no matter how many times it’s been now.
I know that she kissed me back and that her body is begging to be worshipped, begging for me.
I know that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
Without overthinking it another second, I knock lightly on her door.
“Yes?” she calls.
“Can I come in?”
There’s only the briefest pause before she says, “Come in.”
I open the door and chuckle when I find her room dark. “You didn’t waste any time getting into bed.”
“I didn’t know how long it would take Levi to settle down…”
“Mm-hmm.” I walk toward her bed so I can see her a little better. “Once I told him you’d be here tomorrow too, he took Pretzel and laid right down.”
“That teddy bear is the best investment I ever made.” I hear the smile in her voice and it warms me from the inside out.
“I wanted to make sure you’re okay after…earlier,” I say.
She looks up at me, her hair splayed out on the pillow, the moonlight and nightlight shining from the open door of her bathroom casting an ethereal glow over her. “I’m okay…besides the lingering embarrassment that I’m a complete hussy.”
I choke back a laugh. “Tell me how you can possibly define yourself as a complete hussy.”
“You saw the way I—”
She waves her hand toward my body, and I lift the covers, motioning for her to scoot over. “What are you doing?”
“I’m not letting you get out of talking about this, my filthy hussy.” She snorts.
“I can call myself that, but you’re not allowed...and I never said filthy…”
I laugh and turn to face her, tugging on her to face me too. We stare at each other for a few moments, and I’m nervous, but this also feels more right than anything ever has.
“Yes?” she calls.
“Can I come in?”
There’s only the briefest pause before she says, “Come in.”
I open the door and chuckle when I find her room dark. “You didn’t waste any time getting into bed.”
“I didn’t know how long it would take Levi to settle down…”
“Mm-hmm.” I walk toward her bed so I can see her a little better. “Once I told him you’d be here tomorrow too, he took Pretzel and laid right down.”
“That teddy bear is the best investment I ever made.” I hear the smile in her voice and it warms me from the inside out.
“I wanted to make sure you’re okay after…earlier,” I say.
She looks up at me, her hair splayed out on the pillow, the moonlight and nightlight shining from the open door of her bathroom casting an ethereal glow over her. “I’m okay…besides the lingering embarrassment that I’m a complete hussy.”
I choke back a laugh. “Tell me how you can possibly define yourself as a complete hussy.”
“You saw the way I—”
She waves her hand toward my body, and I lift the covers, motioning for her to scoot over. “What are you doing?”
“I’m not letting you get out of talking about this, my filthy hussy.” She snorts.
“I can call myself that, but you’re not allowed...and I never said filthy…”
I laugh and turn to face her, tugging on her to face me too. We stare at each other for a few moments, and I’m nervous, but this also feels more right than anything ever has.
