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We don’t look at each other as we walk, but he touches my shoulder gently and gestures me across his body. He moves me to the opposite side of him before taking up position by the road.
“Careful. Your dad told me to keep my hands off you.” “Yeah, well, he didn’t tell me to keep my hands off you.”
“You know, it’s not my place to say, but you should know that what Rhett is doing, he’s doing for you. For this place.”
“What the hell is the cowboy hat rule?” “You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”
With one step forward, my hand darts out and I yank the saddle-brown cowboy hat off his head and place it on mine.
“Having you think I’m out fucking everything that moves when I’ve looked at nothing and no one since the first day I laid eyes on you. I stepped into that godforsaken boardroom, and you practically demanded I become obsessed with you.”
“Having to spend all day, every day, with you and this smart mouth . . .” His spare hand yanks the can of whipping cream from my sweaty grip. He holds it up, hitting me with the most sinful grin. “And not being able to use it the way I want to. To fill it the way I want to.”
“Now, tell me honestly, Summer. If this were your last moment on earth, what would you want me to do?” I don’t even need to think about it. I know what I want from him. “Ruin me.” “Good. I’m about fucking done being a gentleman with you. And the only thing I’m ruining you for is anyone else.”
I give him a curious look as he watches me from the edge of the bed, and then I turn back to see what he’s written. He’s connected the freckles to say Mine.
“It never mattered whose eyes were on your mom. Because her eyes were always on me.”
“Winter. Are you fucking kidding me? Dad had a heart attack a few hours ago, and you’re just telling me now?” “Don’t be dramatic, Summer. It’s not like there’s anything you could have done for him with a law degree,” she scoffs, and tears sting my eyes.
What a bitch..
And as badly as Rob hurt me, I’m not out to tank his career.”
Bitch why not?
“Tell me what to do, Summer. Tell me, and I’ll do it. Was I unclear before? Because I want to be crystal clear now. I love you. I loved you the moment you walked into that boardroom and smirked at me like you knew something I didn’t. It bothered me, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Wanting to know what you know. I fixated on it, but I think I was just fixated on you.”
