Flawless (Chestnut Springs, #1)

by Elsie Silver

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.

Pretty sure the throbbing between my legs means I’m a buckle bunny now.

lol wtf

“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.

He’s joking. But I did imagine a wedding night with him. A long time ago. I haven’t in years. But I might be tonight.

Summer: Please don’t do anything stupid while I’m at the staff meeting. I trust you to hold it together for one afternoon. Rhett: Shit, Princess. I don’t know. I might go crazy without you. Summer: For ducks’ sake. Summer: Duck Summer: *Duck Summer: FUCK. Ugh. Why can’t my phone learn that word? I’ll be back around dinnertime. Rhett: Quack.

Rhett’s breath puffs out in front of him as we face off. “Away from Emmett. Before he tells you about the cowboy hat rule.” I scoff. “What the hell is the cowboy hat rule?” “You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”

I opt to take the bull by the horns. With one step forward, my hand darts out and I yank the saddle-brown cowboy hat off his head and place it on mine. His leather and licorice scent rushes in around me, and I sigh.

“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.”

Holy fucking shit… she said “Ruin Me”. This book has me in a mother fucking chokehold

For her.

Ruin me. She’d told me to ruin her. The only thing I’m going to ruin her for is any other man. I’m going to give her a night she’ll never get over. A night that will keep her coming back for more.

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.

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.

Oooh bread burn lol.. Scratchy That’s hairy asf 😂

I crouch quickly to swipe the hat and the can before replacing the hat on her head. My hat.

I groan and shut my eyes at the fucking wet dream before me.

“There she is. My bossy girl.”

He’s connected the freckles to say Mine. And God, in this moment, I feel like that might be true.

I’m hit with a realization that sends me reeling. Summer wasn’t just made for me. She’s it for me.

That smile is my kryptonite.

“Preying on your teenaged patient wasn’t bad enough? You had to turn around and marry her older 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.”

Choosing each other. Finding each other. Showing up for each other. And everything about the moment is flawless.

“Woman, I’m wiping you with a hot washcloth after sex. That’s how much I love you.”

I’m happy too, because I get to be stuck in her orbit for the rest of my life.