Body Check (Seattle Serpents, #1)

by Teagan Hunter

There’s no way he’s anything under six foot four, which means he’s a hot and tall asshole—my weakness.

“I’m not sure I would have survived that flight if you weren’t there.” Her soft pink lips turn upward. “So, thanks, Hutch. For everything.”

“Don’t play dumb, Auden. It’s unbecoming. You know exactly who I’m referring to—the mystery man who dicked you down so good you’re still thinking about it weeks later.”

Please, he mouths. I shake my head. Bad idea. He shakes his head. Please, sweetheart. He’s pleading. Begging even. And I hate that it’s working.

“But it is, Auden. It’s just about sex. You know that as well as I do. For some reason, we’re stupidly attracted to one another, and the universe keeps throwing us together. I’m tired of fighting it.”

“My, my, my. Auden Sinclair, you naughty little girl.”

I usually have about two minutes before I turn into Hungry Bitch from the Abyss Auden and let the hunger-rage consume me.

“I promise to make it all worth it. To give you a life you’ll never regret. To love you unconditionally. To make you the happiest I can possibly make you every single day.” “You already make me happy, Hutch. This…us…it’s enough for me, and it always will be.”