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“Have I told you lately how much I dislike you?” “Mmm,” he hums. “I should warn you, Ken, I like it when you’re mean. It does something to me.” “So that’s why you haven’t left me alone all these years? I should’ve been nice to you all this time, I guess.” “I probably would’ve proposed a handful of times by now if you were. Nice. Mean. I’ll take you any way I can get you.”
Jennifer is the last to leave the room. But before she goes, she stops next to Kennedy and leans down to hiss, “You don’t get to throw a fit over this. You wouldn’t pick a wedding date. You wouldn’t touch the man in public. You can’t blame him for finding that elsewhere so don’t you dare pout in front of Henry’s business guests.” Pout? She’s sitting here entirely emotionless.
“Excuse me?” I stand from my seat. “Watch your fucking words when you’re speaking to my wife.”
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His jaw hardens, the tendons in his neck flexing. “If you stop worrying about unworthy men, maybe you’ll begin to realize that you’re not the problem.”
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His hands are gentle as they touch me, but his mouth...his mouth takes. “I have fucking dreamed about this,” he pants against my lips. “About kissing you. About touching you. I don’t want it to stop.”
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“I have never ever been more turned on than I am by you, Kennedy Kay. By this little matching set you wore for me. By your fucking hair bouncing down your back every time you writhe on my cock, and I have never, never been more turned on than I am right now, knowing you’re going to come all over me, and I haven’t even had the pleasure of properly touching you yet.”
His words are pleading for me to not think of him any differently, but this version of Isaiah, vulnerable and honest…it is different. It’s the most attractive he’s ever been to me. Human. Real. A man who cares so much about other people that he has anxiety attacks at the mere thought he could lose someone else.
“When I’m what, Kennedy?” His voice is loud and angry. “When I’m constantly thinking about you? When I’m trying my best just to get you to notice me? Or when I’m too busy not touching other women. Because I haven’t laid a finger on anyone other than you. Not once. And not just since we got married. I haven’t even looked at another woman since the day I found out you ended your engagement. I would’ve waited for you since the day I met you had I known you weren’t in love with your fiancé. For years, I thought you were happy with someone else. But I only found out ten months ago, Ken. For the
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“I’m going to ruin your makeup.” There’s no warning in his tone. It’s simply a statement. “Then I’m going to ruin you for anyone else. You got it?” I eagerly nod in agreement. “Use your words.” “Yes,” I exhale. “Now keep doing what you’re doing.”
“You think this is funny? I’m out of my goddamn mind right now. I don’t ever want to see another man touch you again.”
His voice is low, kept quiet in the small space between us. “You followed me when I told you not to.” “Sometimes I don’t like to listen to you.” His eyes sparkle with mischief. “And sometimes you listen and obey real fucking well.” I huff a laugh as he pushes my hair back, big hands bracketing my jaw. “Why though?” he asks. “Because I’m not afraid that you’re human. You having a bad day or a bad moment is not going to make me want to be around you any less. I have lots of bad moments and still you come back for more.” “I’ll always come back for more when it comes to you.”
“You live, laugh, love me?” “God, so fucking much.”
“I know the guys have given you shit for years over your crush on her, but I see it, Isaiah. I see the way you look at her, and I see the way Kennedy practically glows when she’s with you. Your marriage might be fake, but the rest is so obviously real. Don’t give up hope, okay? Maybe she won’t even take the job.” “She better fucking take the job.”
“I wanted to.” She shakes her head. “I don’t know why. I don’t know when it changed. But you always tell me to do what feels good, and I’ve never felt better than when I’m with you.”
“I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to be missed.” There are not enough words to describe how much I hate that. That she has felt so disregarded by a select few that she doesn’t believe anyone in their right mind would miss her. Could miss her. If only she understood just how desperately I longed for her while she was gone. Fuck, I longed for her when she was still here. I haven’t stopped craving this woman since the day I met her in the bathroom and she asked for my advice about a fucking job.
I track every inch of her. “God sure did take his time on you, honey.”
She chuckles against me. “I know what you’re doing.” “Oh yeah?” I pull away from her mouth. “And what’s that?” “You’re trying to make me fall in love with you, fucking me like this.” A mischievous smirk slides across my lips. “Is it working?”
“Say another man’s name right now,” I cut her off. “I fucking dare you.” She smirks, pressing her mouth back to mine. “Possessive.” “You thought I was possessive before we fucked? I feel fucking unhinged now.”
Big brown eyes look up at me. “How did you remember that? I had one once with you.” I huff a laugh. “I remember every single thing about you, Kenny. In case you haven’t figured it out already, you’re my favorite subject to study.”
A kiss lands on the top of my shoulder as Isaiah braces two hands on the metal fence in front of me, caging me in. “Hi.” “Hi.” “I like when you smile, Ken.” “Me too.” “Just for clarification, I think you’re stunning all of the time, but happy looks real fucking good on you.”
“You can’t stay here, baby.” “And why not?” “Because you’re worth more than how you’ve been treated the last three years, and I love you enough to make sure you know that. I love you enough to make sure you start living up to your potential.”
“I love you,” I tell him, using the same words he found written on the signature line of our divorce papers. “It may have taken me a bit longer to allow myself to open my eyes and see it, but there’s no doubt in my mind that I love you. Every part of you. The parts you show everyone and the parts you show only me.”