What I Should Have Said (Anchors and Eagles #1)

by R.L. Atkinson

To all the girls who want romance with spice that will make your emotions race, but also keep your mama happy

He was stalking my way. All powerful, and hunky-like. Ugh… Of all people, why did it have to be his face I sat on? Why was it someone so imposing and hot?

Noah’s head dipped toward me. “I’m straight and even I think he’s hot.”

And he noticed, unleashing whatever animal he’d had on restraint. His hand wrapped around the back of my neck, and he jerked me toward him, crashing his lips against my mouth.

“Griffin.” I placed my hands against his cheeks, and his brows stitched together. “Look at me.” He shook his head, knotting his jaw. “I can’t.” “How come?” “Because, Jane,” he paused, and his fingers dug into my back. “Because if I do, I will lose any self-control that I have, shove you against the edge of the pool, and fuck you as hard as I want.”

“I want you. Right here. Right now. I want you to have me.”

I smiled, happy to have some sort of purpose. “Itty bitty waist?” “Big ole’ ass.” He wiggled his brows in response and then left my room.

“It took you three fucking days to come find me?” I snapped, hearing some of the men’s suppressed laughter.

Your grandma showed me a picture of her match for you, and she looked like a real-life Cinderella.” He chuckled. “Good thing I fancied Belle and Mulan growing up.”

“Well, don’t judge me. I happened to miss my wax appointment while kidnapped… So, yeah.” He grinned even wider and rocked back on his heels. “Good thing my favorite part of Boy Scouts was all things involving wilderness exploration.”

“Any opportunity to be near my favorite dessert will be met with much enthusiasm.” He grinned

“You should’ve taken your chances with the agents, because I’m the fucking devil.”

A brief, tender kiss pressed against my cheek. “I love life with you,” he whispered.