Don't Say You're Sorry (Hawthorne University #2)

by Bethany Winters

I don’t want him to stop. He could keep fucking coming, crawl his way into me, and burn me from the inside out, and I still wouldn’t want him to stop.

“Do you need help with those?” Xavi asks. “Nate can carry them for y⁠—” Behind him, Nate shuts him up by pulling his head back by his hair, looking at him upside down from above. “Keep running your bratty little mouth,” he warns, and Xavi grins.

Aww i miss them

And Carter…I don’t know what’s going through his head right now. He’s acting weird, but I can’t figure out why.

Axel?

A smile touches my lips. He’s so cute. So easy. I could shatter him in a week tops if I wanted to.

“Yeah, baby,” he says, answering my unspoken question. “You’re still the only guy I’ve ever been with. Not for lack of trying. Trust me. I fucking tried.” I swallow. “What happened?” “They weren’t you,” he says as he walks out.

His lips part, and I roll my tongue over his, swallowing the soft moan he rewards me with. As I suck on his tongue before feeding him mine, his body trembling beneath me, all I can think is, Now he’s gone and done it. One taste. One fucking taste and I’m addicted to it. To him.

“Nate Grayson? Your captain? Have you and he ever⁠—” “No,” I cut in, bristling at his sudden interest in Nate. “And neither will you,” I warn. “Nate and Xavi are solid. Endgame. If you do anything to try to fuck with that, I’ll make you regret it.”

Same!

Smirking, I wrap my hand around his throat and press my lips to his cheek. “You made me wait three and half years for you. You can wait a few more hours for me.”

“I still love you,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I loved you even when I hated you. Even when I thought you’d given up on me, I never stopped loving you.”

Maybe it wasn’t fate, or destiny, or dumb luck that won me this sweet, perfect guy. Maybe it was Easton who looked at me one day and thought, Him. I want that one. And the universe said, Not sure why, but whatever.