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I like Everly more than I like the average person, but at this moment I can’t remember why.
“Take a load off, Ev. You look stressed.” “That’s because you stress me out.” “I’m perfectly agreeable right now.” “Yeah, exactly. It’s scaring me more than being in this hospital.” Then he laughs. Truly terrifying.
He grunts and lets out a low hum in his throat. My skin warms and my pussy clenches because I know exactly what’s happening in there. He’s…oh my god. And he’s saying my name.
“Are you afraid I’m going to get all clingy? Because you’re hot but honestly half the time I want to punch you in the face, so I don’t think that’ll be a problem.”
“God dammit, Everly. I’m not afraid of you getting attached.” He hovers over me. Even in my heels, he’s a good head taller than me. His stare surveys my face, settling on my lips and then dragging up to my eyes. “I’m afraid I will.” I’m still deciphering his meaning when he steps to me, lifts his left hand to the side of my neck, and kisses me.
His lips work mine over, as demanding and controlling as I expected. Look at that, I found the one situation in which I don’t want to fight back. Nope, I’m as compliant as I’ve ever been.
“If you think someone can fuck you better than I just kissed you, be my guest.”
“No,” I say, catching her hand. “I want to unwrap my own present.”
She’s everything I shouldn’t want and everything I crave. Thick blonde hair that I want to fist. Big hazel eyes that see right through me. A mouth that I want wrapped around my cock. Her curves, her fight, her fucking everything. Everly Kent drives me fucking wild. And she knows it.
“I’ve slammed plenty of guys into the boards for a lot less than looking at my girl.” “Your girl?” I ask pointedly. His answer is a Cheshire cat grin. So fucking cocky and confident.
“You should get some sleep,” I say reluctantly. “Me too. Brian will be by early.” She smirks. “How’s that going?” “Good,” I admit. “Now that he’s not hitting on you.” “I can’t believe you fired him.” “I didn’t like the way he looked at you.” “How’d he look at me?” “Like he wanted what was mine.” “Yours, huh?”
So yeah, I bought it and I’m sorry if that was crossing a line, but I didn’t do it so you could keep your job. I did it in hopes I get to keep you.”
