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“That’s funny. I liked you better when I thought you hadn’t groomed my little sister and then fucked her over.”
Dark hair, darker eyes, lashes that make the blonde girl in me a little irritated.
Because the very last thing I need in my life is someone who makes me feel like there’s not enough oxygen in my lungs when I’ve only just caught my breath.
I’m too young and pretty to die.
I shouldn’t prod her. I know I shouldn’t. But I feel like a kid with a crush who mocks the girl he likes to get her attention. And I like the way this one fires back. I want more.
But I’ve always been a little reckless.
I want to know more about Winter Valentine. Like when that divorce is happening.
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I swear my jaw drops open. Who is this guy? Cowboy Ned Flanders? He smiles. Like … a nice, normal smile. Not one that has me second-guessing what the actual intent behind it is. Then he walks away. Back to whatever he was cooking, like having me here is normal and not at all bizarre or monumental. Family? Maybe this Harvey Eaton fella is already in the sauce.
“Double fisting tonight?”
Leave it to me to attract the one man in the world who seems to be unoffendable. The one man in the world who won’t leave me alone when I feel ready to join Wonder Woman on her women-only island.
Because much as I hate to mingle, I think I hate standing there staring into Theo Silva’s deep, dark eyes while basking in his citrus and ginger scent even more.
And she’s talking about NHL superstar Jasper Gervais. One of my dad’s clients, and the man who is sitting beside her, staring at her like she can shoot rainbows out of her vagina or something.
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And when our fingertips touch, there’s a flash of electricity again. But this time it has nothing to do with the dry prairie air.
“Careful, that one’s got claws,” Cade offers right as Willa shoves a pointy elbow into his ribs. I grin. “That’s okay. I like having my back scratched.”
Tequila is not my friend. But for this girl, I’ll make an exception.
“I think I like you because you are a heart-stopping, jaw-dropping type of beautiful.”
“I don’t think I know what it’s like to be properly fucked.” Amusement and shock war on his face. “You’ve officially had too much to drink.”
Regret? I look him over like I would a patient and wonder if a single woman has ever regretted fucking Theo Silva. It seems highly improbable. And I want to find out. For science.
His eyes lock on mine with a level of intensity that screams at me to be careful. And then he says, “I’m going to ruin you tonight.”
“I can’t wait to see how fucking pretty you look when you come with my name on your lips.”
I’m a bull rider and she’s a doctor. I’m fire and she’s ice.
I don’t want to be the one-night stand who’s used to scratch an itch. I want a woman like Winter Hamilton—beautiful, and smart, and sharp-tongued—to look at me and see a future.
I can resent him and still like his ass. That’s perfectly acceptable.
“That’s not air humping though. That’s him humping your pillow. Don’t judge him.” Rhett wheezes out a laugh. “Do you know that dog gets boners randomly sometimes? Like he’ll just be sitting there and have his red rocket out.” “You’d be in the same boat if you couldn’t wear pants.” “Leave it to you to get the world’s horniest dog.” I laugh. “He’s not horny. Those are stress boners.” “What the fuck is a stress boner?”
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His forearm flexes as he wipes his hand over his mouth. “No.” He laughs, but it borders on a sob. “You’re telling me I have a daughter and I missed it all? The pregnancy? The birth? Everything?”
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Theo was already hot as fuck, and Theo holding a baby is even hotter. If he goes out in public with Vivienne, he’s going to get more pussy thrown at him than he already does. And somehow that makes me irrationally jealous.
I nod back and head to the bathroom to cry in my bath. And maybe watch some porn.
“I could fucking bury whoever made you believe you’re as unlovable as you seem to think.”
Harvey gives a derisive snort. “Come on. Don’t you kids know anything? You ever seen a tomcat fight a female?” Willa’s body is taut with barely contained laughter, while Cade groans and scrubs a hand over his beard. “They start off scratching and screaming at each other—” “Dad, please stop.” Cade braces his forearms against the edge of the table, staring at his place setting. “And then before you know it …” Harvey carries on, undeterred. “Dad.” Now even Rhett is trying to make him stop. “Before you know it what, Harv?” It’s Jasper who gives the older man the final shove he needs, ignoring the
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“Watch your fucking tone when you’re talking to the mother of my child.”
“Because the things I dream about doing to you are horribly unprofessional.”
“I can’t believe I’m talking to a fucking dog.”
Because it seems Theo did, in fact, reach his parenting breaking point. But of course, it had to be the most precious, heart-twisting, ovary-bursting breaking point in the world. God. I fucking hate Theo Silva. I move into the room to get a closer look and can’t keep from smiling. Theo is asleep inside the crib. His muscular frame curls around the little girl tucked tightly into the crook of his arm with a peaceful, pleased expression on her face.
“You’re happy.” She smiles. “Is it Theo? Does he make you happy?” Summer smiles, still holding me. “Just don’t ask her about dream Theo. He’s the worst.” “I’m melting.” I wipe my cheeks. “I’m like Frosty the Snowman.”
The door jangles, and Willa walks in, fiery mane glowing in the morning sunlight. “Why the fuck is everyone crying? Mondays aren’t that bad.” “Sloane’s not crying.” But when I turn to my friend, I notice there is, in fact, a tear rolling down her face. “Jesus. I think my disease is infectious.” I continue to swipe at my face. “Everyone stop.”
Did seeing Theo in the crib this morning take me back? Yes. Did my conversation with him last night make me want to talk to her? Yes. Do Theo and Vivi make me want to be a better person? Also, yes.
“Theo is a mature man. This is fine. We will be fine. It was just a pussy. He’s seen lots of pussies.”
I’d just see a man so deeply dependable that I’d want to rip my clothes off and suck his dick in thanks.
I’m going to have to deep-clean my own house to keep my hormones in check. My mom used to bug me and say the Virgo in me would stress clean. I laughed her off, but the older I get, the more I wonder if she was onto something. Is horny cleaning a Virgo thing? Cause that’s where I’m at right now. I could clean this whole fucking gym and it wouldn’t sate me.
“Did you mean Vivi? Because I thought nothing would be sexier than that night. Until I saw you with her.”
It was why I went into the computer system and changed her session to be with me. Not a fucking chance would I sit at home while some Roid Monkey ran his hands all over her under the guise of helping her work out.
“Because your wellbeing has quickly become my number one priority.” “Why?” Her ragged breathing echoes in the otherwise quiet gym. “Because I fucking adore you. Haven’t you been paying attention?”
“Can I keep touching you?” I rub my stubble against her shoulder before dotting a kiss on the bump where her collarbone attaches.
Gods, the need for consent, hnghhhh
“Don’t bother arguing with me. It makes me hard, and I’m not above flipping you over and fucking you right here and now.”
“As long as I’m the one with my head between your legs, I don’t care who watches.”
Why is this man so feral in so many ways? And then so fucking sweet? I can’t keep up with it.
“The only way I’m not eating this pussy is if you tell me to stop, Winter.”
“Theo.” I tug his hair. “Theo, I’m going to come.” He pulls back for a beat, and I finally meet his dark, wild eyes, full of lust. “Nah. You don’t come, remember?” He looks so smug.
At twenty-eight he’s more man than boy. His shoulders seem wider. He’s more angular, more chiseled, more … overwhelming. And he’s got a maturity about him, a wise streak I find comforting. He’s playful but not flighty. Fun but dependable.
If I had to fuck a stranger and get knocked up, I picked a good one. If nothing else, Vivienne will have a great dad in her life.
