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I liked my coffee black, my beer cold, and my whiskey neat.
Hosier does too.
“Why do you care?” I shot back, instantly defensive as I careened into memories of that night in high school and all the other nights, too. Anxious energy filled my words. “As long as I’m not driving Gemma around, it’s not like it’ll matter to you if I end up in a ditch with a broken neck.” Julian flinched at my harsh words, his eyes darkening as they swept over me. When he spoke, his voice was eerily low. Unsteady. “Don’t ever say something like that again.”
Julian and I were like magnets—always had been. We were two same-sided magnets, and the repulsion force was overwhelming. Undeniable. There were times, though, that one of us…flipped. And suddenly, there’d be a pull.
“See, you don’t care about her,” Greg scoffed when I didn’t say anything. I squared my shoulders. “Wrong.” “Since when?” he repeated, taking the bait exactly how I wanted him to. Because I never, ever passed up the opportunity to make Greg Kennedy regret cheating on Juniper. “Since I started fucking her.”
I still hadn’t put out for anyone. Ever.
Oh jeez not this again…
“I know you, Juni,” he said, knocking over my defenses with the sheer tenderness in the sentence. It caressed my skin like his lips had that morning. I froze as he swiped a piece of hair out of my face. “If you think anyone could fake being your boyfriend better than me, you’re dead wrong. Name one guy who’s known you as long as I have. Who knows you as well as I do.”
Juni hesitated. Meanwhile, I trained my eyes back on the road, hoping it would make it easier for her to find words. But then a booming male voice broke through the silence in the car, cutting off whatever Juni might have said. And shocking the hell out of me. “Georgia leaned back on the bed, spreading her legs wide. I sat back on my knees, taking in her glistening pussy, wet and waiting for me. Fuck, she was gorgeous. And she looked at me with those eyes—” “Shit, shit, shit,” Juni muttered as she fumbled with her phone. “That was not what I—”
Ha!!
“As your girlfriend, how satisfied would you say I am?” she questioned, stirring up heat within me. “I need to know how to act.” I adjusted my grip on the steering wheel, wishing I could do something else with my hands. “You’re more than fucking satisfied.”
Someones cocky
I opened my mouth to say a downright lie. “I wasn’t looking—” “It’s okay, Juni.” He pushed off the bed without looking at me. “I was, too.”
Pardon??
When Julian finished, he stepped back, appraised his work, and then muttered three words beneath his breath that momentarily halted mine. “There she is.”
“Fuck, Juniper.”
It didn’t matter the amount of practice we had. When he touched me, the world spun faster on its axis. And I didn’t know how to slow it down.
if Sofia believes someone like you thinks I’m good enough to keep around, to date, to…to love, then maybe she will too. Maybe she’ll keep me around. Maybe I can convince her I’m worth that.”
“Stay away from my girlfriend if you don’t want to go to physical therapy. Got it?”
Why am I giggling?
“And I do like you, Daisy,” he breathed, dipping his head to press it against mine. “Stop telling me how I feel.”
“God, you drive me up the wall.” Julian grabbed me by the throat and wrenched us back together. “I said shut up.” I shut up.
“Juniper,” I clarified, feeling like my knees were about to give out. “Juniper St. James. Brown hair, brown eyes, so fucking pretty. Please tell me someone knows where the hell she is.”
Julian’s lips curved slightly. “That’s my girl.”
Ahhh!
“From now on, if you want someone to take you on a date, it’s going to be me,” he muttered, his fingers dragging along my jawline to my chin, holding on to it so I wouldn’t look away. “And if you want someone to fuck you, that’ll be me, too.” He rocked his hips against mine, letting me feel how ready he was for it. “Not anyone else. Me, Juni. Understood?”
🫡
Since when did you become an early riser? JULIAN: Since I had a pretty girl to impress.
“I want to be around you constantly, Juniper. You can have the bed to yourself, I don’t care. Just…stay.”
“You’re right that I never accepted you like the rest of my family did,” I said. “I never wanted to hurt you, Juniper. It’s just that this…this was the only kind of Briggs I wanted you to be.” “And what kind is that?” I swept my gaze up and down her body one last time, memorizing how she looked in my jersey. “The kind that’s mine.”
Oh my heart…
“When that feeling of home transitions from a place to a person, and then they aren’t there.”
“Tell me how a fictional man would fuck you, then.”
You are a fictional man!!?
“You know this little virgin pussy belongs to me now, right? It’s mine, Juniper.”
“That’s my girl.”
As for birth control, I didn’t give a fuck about that. But I figured telling a girl that you wanted her to have your babies on the first date probably wasn’t the way to go.
“You have no idea how beautiful you are right now, do you? You told me that you’re mine, but baby, I’m yours. I’ve always been yours. And I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want you. I will always want you.” I closed my eyes, catching my breath and my control before I came too soon. When I opened them again, Juniper was staring straight into my soul. “I’m so fucking lucky, Juni,” I whispered.
“Are you trying to figure out how to not stay over at my place tonight and still get your muffins in the morning?”
“Goddamnit, Gemma, please. I love her, okay? I fucking love her more than I even know how to comprehend, and I need you to tell me where the hell she—”
Ahhhhhh!!!!
you’re the person I think of when I think of home.”
Crying in the club…
“I told her I’m in love with you,” he confessed with bone-aching clarity. “I told her I love you more than I even know how to comprehend.” He shoved his hands in his pockets, still taking slow, even strides toward me, not breaking eye contact. “I’m in love with you, Juniper St. James. I know a lot of things have changed between us recently, but the one thing that has never changed is how much I love you. I have always…loved you.”
Please I’m not fine
“One time, you told me that if I loved you, I wouldn’t make you pick between me and your books. And I do love you. I love you a lot. So I wanted to make sure you knew that you could have both. You can have it all. But I will say…I put my own twist on the scene.”
I'm jealous...
“Because I want to see my wife,”
“My wife” AHHHHHHHH!
