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“Don’t talk about my brother when I’m seconds away from finally kissing you after I’ve been thinking about doing it for days…maybe even weeks.”
“From the moment you pretended not to recognize me, I was interested in knowing more about you. I wanted to find out what led you here to the Hamptons, but with every discussion we have, I’ve become interested in so many other things about you, too.”
“Lucy Rae, there are so many things about you that I’m interested in. But right now, there are two I can’t stop thinking about.” “And what are those?” “I’m dying to know what you taste like,” he answers, his voice hoarse. “And even more, I want to know if you’re going to keep giving me excuses or if you’re going to give in to what you want and let me kiss you.”
I’ve never wanted something as badly as I want Lucy Owens. I’m desperate, ready to get on my knees and beg for her if that’s what it takes to get her to see that this connection between us is undeniable.
“Nothing else matters to me, Lucy baby, I can promise you that.” Before she can respond, I trap her lips with mine, reveling in tasting her again.
“I think pink might be my favorite color. It’s the color of your cheeks when you blush, your lips after kissing me, your panties, your pussy…”
“I want to buy you expensive things, Lucy. What’s the point in having an ungodly amount of money if I can’t spend it on the first woman to capture my attention like this?”
“Just so you know, anything with you is my thing. Haven’t you learned that by now?” He reaches up and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. “I can’t get enough of you.”
“Oh my God, you had sex,” Charlotte declares the moment our eyes meet. A blush immediately creeps over my cheeks as my eyes dart around the dinner table at Pembroke Grill. Jude barks out a laugh at Charlotte’s words while Cal coughs in surprise.