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“Why do you want my copy of Pride and Prejudice?” she answered as soon as I called her back. “I want to read it.” She snorted. “Why?” “I’m curious about it.” I pictured Hannah’s eyes lighting up, talking about it. There must be something good in that book.
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Our date yesterday was her first. Her date. Not our date. That wasn’t a date. Panic streaked through me.
The thought of someone messing up with Hannah made my skin too tight.
My fists clenched when I thought about him touching her, his hands on her waist or in her hair. I pictured them tangled together in bed and my jaw tensed.
was jealous, okay? I’m jealous because he looks at you like he wants to fuck you.” His jaw ticked.
Just her and me.
“No, you look beautiful like this.” The words flew out of my mouth.
Well, there was my answer. She definitely didn’t have a crush on me.
I was going to ask this guy’s name, find him, and then beat the shit out of him.
With me, it would be better. Hotter. I’d make her writhe under me. I’d go down on her until she pulled my hair and gasped my name and couldn’t handle how good it felt. I was desperate to see how she looked while she came, all hazy and flustered and breathless.
wanted Hannah to be happy. The thought of him touching Hannah made my fists clench, though.
“Jesus fucking Christ, bookworm, where’d you learn to kiss like this,” Wyatt groaned against my mouth in between kisses. “I thought about you all fucking night. All day. I was going insane, thinking about his hands on you.”
“How am I supposed to control myself around you when you wear little shorts like this?”
“Don’t practice with Beck.” His voice was low, barely above a whisper. His gaze locked on mine. “You want to practice? You practice with me.”
Possessive irritation had ripped through me. I hated the idea of anyone’s hands on her. Anyone but me.
Hanging out with you on the water, it’s been the best summer of my life.” He shot me a sad smile and my heart tumbled down a flight of stairs. “Me too,” I whispered.
“I’m okay like this.” “Good. I like you like this, too.”
“Bookworm, you’re making it real hard to be a gentleman when you look up at me like that.”
the universe had aligned. Like she was home for me, she was right where I needed to be. We just fit.
“Is your wife pregnant?”
Hannah. Wife. Pregnant. The corner of my mouth kicked up. A primal part of my brain liked those words together. “No.” I shook my head at the nurse. “She isn’t.”
Hannah was mine. He could find someone else, and I hoped he would.
“Why did you read it?” His expression softened. “It’s your favorite.
Wyatt read my favorite book. For me.
“I love having you in my bed.”
I didn’t want anyone else to touch her ever again. But I didn’t know what to do with that thought.
Yeah, she wasn’t leaving. Not when I could have her like this, all comfortable and sleepy and sweet.
was the luckiest woman in the world, and I’d love Wyatt Rhodes until the day I died.
“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” He leaned forward on his elbows, his voice low. “I’ve been thinking about doing terrible, terrible things to you since you opened the door.”
“Miri, please stop interrogating my girlfriend.” Wyatt towered over the table with two new salt-rimmed drinks and a smirk. Girlfriend? My stomach rolled forward.
Wyatt was mine, even if it was just for now.
“You’re the only guy who’s ever made me feel like this.”
“I take care of what’s mine.”
“This is for making me fall head over fucking heels for you.”
“Fuck, I love that our first time is like this. I love fucking you bare.”
was in love with Wyatt Rhodes.
I was the one who was different. I was the one who was head over fucking heels for her. I was in love with her. It was the last thing I ever wanted, and yet it was goddamned heaven.
“I love you. I should have said it instead of ‘come with me.’ I love you and I want you forever.”
