False Start (Red Zone Rivals, #5)

by Kandi Steiner

If I were a mustang, then she was the cowgirl ready to break me.

It was more powerful than if he would have shoved his tongue down my throat and hiked my leg up, than if he would have pinned me against the nearest tree and had his way with me. Because that kiss claimed me. It sent a message to my ex-husband.

But there was a real big problem. Because it only had one bed.

Yes!!!

“I want to hear my name on your lips again. But this time, I want to earn it.”

Because the truth is I can’t do anything but love you.”

“You don’t have to do this alone. Not anymore. Not ever again. You’re mine, Mads. You always have been.

But I’ll be fucking damned if I ever let you go again. I’ll lay down my life before I let you walk alone.

“My pretty fucking girl.”

“Claim me,” I begged, arching into him. “Leave your mark. Get back what’s always been yours. Ruin me, if that’s what it takes.”

“Have me in every way you want, Kyle, because I’ll only ever belong to you.”

You take care of everyone else. Let me take care of you.

There’s no one who could ever make sense. She’s it for me. Period. End of story. She is… everything.”

“God, I love you fiercely. I love you in a way that would kill me if I wasn’t allowed to act out this love every day of my life. I love your passion and your heart. I love your fight. I love your determination. I loved you as a friend, as my first love, as my first… everything. And I love you even more now, as a mom, as a woman who has worn the weight of the world on her shoulders.”

“More than anything, I promise to love you. With everything that I am. With every breath I have left. Forever.

“Goddamn, Mads,”

And for reasons I wasn’t sure I even understood, he wanted this life. He chose it. He chose me.

“I never thought I’d see Kyle Robbins weak for anyone, but girl, he is feeble for you.”

Security escorted us to my Audi. I’d left the Aston Martin at home, since it only had two seats.

This woman… this goddamn goddess.

And, let’s be honest, I wasn’t immune to that part of a man who looked at his woman and thought fuck yeah, I put a baby in her.

“Feminism celebrates the woman’s choice.

There is nothing in this world I love to discover more than you.

Always. That’s how long you have me. Forever. That’s how long I want you. Infinite, Madelyn — that’s what we are.”