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340 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 29, 2018
"Cullen is a different kind of danger, a precipice of uncertainty that promises to leave me awakened and alive."
“You’re thinking with your cock right now”
“Hearing you say the word cock is not helping matters for me one bit.”
"I'm in deep and drowning. Cullen is a different kind of danger, a precipice of uncertainty that promises to leave me awakened and alive."
“People don't really know how addictive love is until they fall. Once you're in, you crave the feeling like a drug and you feel lost without it.”
“I won our bet but I also won something more. I won the man, a man who chose me.”
“You're avoiding telling me about you. That's all right, Red. I'm patient. That's what makes me a good gambler.”
“We can handle hard. You and me. Just don't ever quit me."
"Me? I would never fold when I've got a winning hand.”
"I've fallen for my own playboy and while he sweeps me off my feet and makes me feel all these things that I never thought I'd feel, I'm all in and loving the idea of him. I love the idea of us."
“I won’t fit in my lucky black dress tomorrow,” I worry in a whisper out loud.
Cullen eyes me and partly smiles, lifting his hand to stroke his thumb along the underside of my cheek. “Not a problem. You’re my lucky charm, not that dress of yours.”
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Whoever you do in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
My Cullen.
Ugh.
We had a silly wager.
That’s all it was.
But I’m hooked on him, not because of what he is or how much he can spoil me.
It’s because of who he is. Who I am when I’m with him. Who we are together.
“That’s what I am to you,” I remind him “We’re playing a game.”
“You’re playing a game.” He shakes his head somberly, his poker face gone, his eyes livid with heat. “I’m playing for keeps.”
When bringing the poker face to the table, Cullen knows how to keep it calm, but also bring the fire within Wynn and win big time…
I feel . . . like the world just disappeared around us . . . like we’re on the verge of a zombie apocalypse but we’re not scared because we have each other. Even if we turned, we’d find our way together.
People don’t really know how addictive love is until they fall. Once you’re in, you crave the feeling like a drug and you feel lost without it.
I’m in deep and drowning. Cullen is a different kind of danger, a precipice of uncertainty that promises to leave me awakened and alive.
I won our bet but I also won something more. I won the man, a man who chose me.
This feels so different than anything else I’ve ever had in my life. This is real love. Real and honest. It’s love, the kind that moves mountains.