The Worst Kept Secret (Secrets, #2)

by Q.B. Tyler

“Okay…?” He boxes me against the wall, pressing his strong hard body against mine with his hands above my h...

“I know.” The tequila is starting to settle in and the course of this conversation is going to push me ...

“Why do I get the feeling you want to talk a...

“Are you open to talking about it again?”

“Do you know what that means?”

I nod again, the tears finding my eyes. I feel like he might be telling me this is over because no one was ever sup...

“I just know myself and…I’m just going to get,” I swallow trying to rid the ball of emotion sitting in the back of my throat, “attached.” The tequila is making me honest and I capitalize on the moment. “I won’t be able to hide my feelings forever.” And even though we are in a bar where anyone could turn the corner and witnes...

“Please don’t cry.” He presses his forehead to mine and rubs his thumb gently along my cheek to collect the stray t...

“Avery.”

“Theo.”

“I’m already fucking ...

“What does that mean?” I whisper, wanting to make sure I’m no...

“It means we’re going to fuck now because my dick is hard and your pussy is wet and we need a clear head for this conversation. Then we’re going to ...

“In another life, it would be so easy.”

“In another life, I probably don’t live right next door, so maybe we would never cross paths,” she teases.

“I’d find you in every ...

get closer and fuck she looks gorgeous, like she’s been out in the sun since the week I’ve seen her making her even more bronzed than usual. Her lips are painted red and quirked up in a smile towards some fucking asshole standing next to her. Fuck that. He leans down to whisper something in her ear, his hand resting at the small of her back, and I instantly feel the aggression rushing back from when I played football. I want to hit something. Hard.

As soon as I’m within arm’s reach, I grab her by the wrist and pull her hard against me, tilting her chin up to meet mine. I seal my lips over hers and kiss her with the two weeks’ worth of passion it’s been since I’ve kissed her. My tongue flicks against hers tasting tequila and lime and she reaches up to grab hold of my leather jacket as she rubs against me.

Fuck, I wa...

I pull away and I see the stars in her eyes as her eyes...

“Is there a problem here?” I ask while starin...

“You know this guy?” The asshole who is not getting the fucking picture spits out and I...

“I’m her man. So again, I ask, do we ha...

He nods at her. “She said she ...

I look down at her, and she’s still looking up at me drunkenly like I hung the fucking moon. I rub my nose against hers. “You told him you ...

“Am I?” She ...

I glare at her. “Don’t test ...

“Have you talked to your dad?” I ask.

“No, I’m going to go there next. I just took the train down this morning.” He stands up and pulls me into a hug and presses a kiss to my forehead like he’s done a million times before. He pulls back and makes his way to the door, with the muffin in one hand and the coffee in the other. “I’m going to be in town for the weekend. I think Rory is going to come down tomorrow, maybe we can all get a drink? Like old times?” He shrugs. “You can bring your new boyfriend.” He smiles and I laugh even as emotion builds in my throat that maybe everything is going to be okay.

“You’re the best, you k...

“Yeah, I know…it’s kind of the worst,” he jokes before ...

“Just let me keep it for six months. We just started dating. Let’s crawl before we walk,” I offer.

“Fine.” He kisses me. “I’m not agreeing to sleeping away from you though.”

“Works for me. You cook me breakfast in the mornings I don’t go to the café,” I tell him as I press my lips to his bare chest. He doesn’t say anything for a minute and when I look up at him he’s staring at the ceiling. “What are you thinking about?” He meets m...

He picks my left hand up and runs his thumb over my ring finger. “You said we should crawl before we walk but…I’ve been walking for a while now.” I gasp, hearing the implication and sit up. “I think this finger would look better with a ring on it. My ring.” He d...

My heart thumps wildly in my chest thinking about marrying this man. I lean over and press my lips to...

His lips turn upwards and he gives me a se...

I move so that I’m lying on top of him. “Well, then you should really think abo...

She turns around and rubs her hands up my chest before she reaches up on her toes to kiss me. “Mr. Graham.” She scrunches her nose. “You know? I think I’m just going to call you husband instead. Mr. Graham makes me feel like I’m thirteen again.” She giggles.

“I don’t care what you call me as long as you’ve got this ring on your finger.” I rub the wedding band I’d just slid on her finger that joined the four-carat oval-cut engagement ring. We’d snuck off to the bridal suite for a moment before we have to join everyone at the reception and I am hoping that I can entice her to let me see what’s under her dress again. “You look so beautiful,” I tell her as I help her take her veil off. “I am the luckiest man in the world.” I cup her face and press my lips to hers.

She giggles and when we make it into the hallway, we see Rory and Lucas…kissing?

OMG!!!! I fucking KNEW IT BITCH