Flawless (Chestnut Springs, #1)

by Elsie Silver

“Beat it, Theo. You know I fuckin’ hate milk.”

pardon Rhett's french, but -- already obsessed with him based off of this alone tbh

And based on the way he’s looking at me right now, I think Rhett Eaton’s new babysitter just might be me.

FORCED PROXIMITY!!

He’s not pretty and polished. He’s rugged and a little rough around the edges. He’s all man.

chefs kiss <3

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.

HEARD 😮‍💨

He sees my attention shift, and he dangles a carrot into my line of vision, thinking he’ll make me lose focus. The problem is, I’m not all that into carrots these days. I’m favoring whiskey and leather.

yeah you are 🫡

And we fall quiet together. I hear the even rhythm of his breaths and feel his exhale across my chest. I fall asleep like that, lulled by the gentle steady sounds of him, by the solid comfort of him. My hand held tight in his, my feet cradled against his skin, and my heart warm wrapped up in his words.

I’m not crying you are…no jk it’s me hehe

I’m so fucked. I’m super fucked. I’m so super-mega fucked. Summer was also right. I’m a massive prick. Because I’ve been awake for the better part of an hour, letting her cuddle me. Staring at her, trying to memorize every little freckle. Watching her sleep like a lovesick Ted Bundy or something.

<3

“And of course, I know who you are. Summer had your Wranglers ad plastered on her bedroom wall for years.” My mind stutters over what she’s just spilled.

LMAOOOOO

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.

the little things are really the big things 🥹

Cade snorts. “We are not like the Hatfields and McCoys.” “It’s more like Ebenezer Scrooge, Captain America, and I’m the cool guy from Tombstone who can twirl his guns really well,” I reply. “More like Fabio with all that fuckin’ hair,” Beau snorts. “And I’m Captain Canada thank you very much. Oh!” Beau slaps his thigh in the saddle. “No, no, no, I’m Maverick from Top Gun.”

lmao

Because, while Rhett might not want to be near me right now, I’m finding I want nothing more than to be near him.

then why do you keep pushing him away girlie!!!

And I think I’m about to pick that line up and let the electricity course through me.

buzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!

“Good. I’m about fucking done being a gentleman with you. And the only thing I’m ruining you for is anyone else.”

GIRL DINNERRRRRR

“You’ve always had my attention, Rhett.” Her confession comes out quiet and soft. Like a secret shared between lovers. And like a balm to my deepest wounds.

brb crying

Kip: I was worried she might have killed you. Just looking out for you, son. Rhett: She almost did.

yeah she did ;)

One more championship and maybe I’ll take my gold buckle and hang up my hat. Preferably on Summer Hamilton’s head.

🤪

Kip: He did. It said, “Fuck professionalism and fuck you. You’re fired.”

we love a man of his word

I want a man who smells like leather, looks like a glass of bourbon, and who calls me princess while drawing on my back.

dont we all summer

She offers me a small thumbs up, one that makes my chest ache at the memory of being on the road with her. All I can do is stare back. I’m always fucking staring at her. I want to spend the rest of my life staring at her. Then she mouths, I love you.

I’m throwing up omg

I don’t want to spend my last moments on a bull. I want to spend them hearing her whisper that in my ear.

☺️🥰