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Rhett Eaton has become something of a household name over the years. Not a paragon of purity by any stretch, but a symbol of rough and tumble, rugged country men.
Be safe. But more than that, be yourself. You’re very loveable when you stay true to who you are.”
He’s not pretty and polished. He’s rugged and a little rough around the edges. He’s all man.
“What are you doing?” I ask, brows knitting in confusion. I thought he’d stormed into the bar. “Opening your door for you. Now get out.” My lips tug up and a silent giggle fills me as I realize he’s trying to be gentlemanlike while also being a grumpy dick.
We don’t look at each other as we walk, but he touches my shoulder gently and gestures me across his body. He moves me to the opposite side of him before taking up position by the road.
wait i appreciate this little detail so much
It’s going other places too. Like how that mouth would look wrapped around my dick.
WHAT
And as much as I hate to admit it, I like her eyes on me.
There’s something about a man who is damn good at what he does that holds an appeal for me. Every step is sure. Practiced. Full of confidence.
“Keep up, Princess. Kill me, don’t kill me. At least you’ll be warm. You’re with me tonight.”
I wink at her. “Sounds like you remember it quite clearly yourself, darlin’.” Bitch.
LOL
“I’m finding I don’t really care what people think where you’re concerned.”
His pinky finger wraps around mine tenderly before he moves his hand to the small of my back, guiding me safely across the road and making my chest flutter.
Rhett Eaton will ruin me if I give him the opportunity, and I don’t even know what to do with that. I think I might want him to ruin me.
“Having you think I’m out fucking everything that moves when I’ve looked at nothing and no one since the first day I laid eyes on you. I stepped into that godforsaken boardroom, and you practically demanded I become obsessed with you.”
“Now, tell me honestly, Summer. If this were your last moment on earth, what would you want me to do?” I don’t even need to think about it. I know what I want from him. “Ruin me.” “Good. I’m about fucking done being a gentleman with you. And the only thing I’m ruining you for is anyone else.”
I don’t know what this is between Summer and me, but I want to worship at her throne. I want to give her the best of everything. The best of me.
The girl who is usually so put together and well-spoken is a puddle, all because of my beard. And I get off on it. I get off on being the first man to give her beard burn. Her neck isn’t safe tonight, neither are her inner thighs.
this was a choice!
“Handle you? Rhett Eaton, I don’t think anyone can truly handle you. I’m just along for the ride.” “Fuck yeah, you are.”
Doing what we want rather than what we should.
I’m hit with a realization that sends me reeling. Summer wasn’t just made for me. She’s it for me.
“I’m against hitting women myself, but I fully support you decking your sister.”
“But I want to make one thing clear. I am not possessive. I am protective. And I’ll never stop protecting you. I’d hit that fucker again in a heartbeat if it meant keeping him from talking to you that way.”
Rhett: I am so fucking sorry.
i really do like rhett
I want a man who smells like leather, looks like a glass of bourbon, and who calls me princess while drawing on my back.
“Tell me what to do, Summer. Tell me, and I’ll do it. Was I unclear before? Because I want to be crystal clear now. I love you.
This thing between us? For me? It’s everything. It’s it. You’re it.
You’re my priority. I’ll keep trying because I’m not quitting on you. Ever.”
“Maybe he doesn’t know what making you a priority looks like because no one has ever made him a priority.”
I let out a ragged sigh and drink. Because today I’m going to Vegas. Because in my last moments, I’d want to be with Rhett. I’d want him to know I love him too. Every stupid, impulsive, broken bone in his body.
Summer: Good luck tonight. Rhett: I love you.
rhett eaton the man that you are
I want to spend the rest of my life staring at her. Then she mouths, I love you.
“I love you,” she says, her voice soft but sure. I gaze down at her and wonder what the hell I did to get this fucking lucky. “I love you too. And I don’t need to ride tonight. Or ever again. Hearing that from your lips is the biggest win of my life.”
I take my hat, and I plunk it on her head. Just like I told myself I would. And then I kiss her.
Choosing each other. Finding each other. Showing up for each other. And everything about the moment is flawless.
She laughs and holds her hand up to gaze at her ring. Looking so fucking happy. And seeing her happy? Seeing her happy is everything. And I’m happy too, because I get to be stuck in her orbit for the rest of my life.
