The Intern (The Dalton Family, #4)

by Marni Mann

“You’re never going to forget this.” “Why’s that?” “Because you’ve never been fucked by someone like me.”

If I was going to eat a pussy, that pussy was going to be mine. Forever.

Hannah Dalton wasn’t just a presence. She was a statement. A mood. And I wanted to worship her.

“I have to protect myself, Declan.” “What if I want to be the one who protects you?”

“I can’t promise I’m never going to hurt you. I can’t promise I’m going to be perfect. I can’t promise I’m going to know how to navigate this or that my decisions will always align with yours. I can’t promise you’re not going to hate me at times”—he lowered his mouth, pressing our noses together—“or that I won’t lose my patience, making you want to kill me.” As he pulled away a few inches, his thumb brushed my bottom lip. “But here’s what I can promise you. You’re going to get all of me. I’ll be honest with you even if the words I speak aren’t the ones you want to hear.”

“The job, I can replace,” he continued. “The friendships, those will be much harder, if it even comes to that, but I won’t let that stop me.” His thumb stroked my cheek. “I can’t lose you, Hannah. Everywhere I turn, someone is trying to steal you. If I wait any longer, you’ll be gone forever.” He brought our faces closer. “I’m not going to let that happen.”

“I’m so fucking proud of you.” I held her so tightly. “Baby, you not only passed the bar, but you also just got everything you’d ever dreamed of.”