Unexpected (Sun Valley #1)

by E.J. Blaise

“You don’t fucking get it, do you?” Looming over me, Nick is the picture of intimidation yet I don’t shrink. I don’t feel scared. His blatant frustration only fuels mine, and I steel myself under his heady, intense glare, and glare right back. “Get what?” “I’m not sweet, Amelia.” he spits. “I don’t turn up at girls’ houses to watch movies. I don’t buy them lunch or bring them coffee. I don’t let them sleep in my bed or steal my clothes. I don’t get jealous when a guy so much as looks at them. I don’t get in fights with their ex-boyfriends. I sure as fuck don’t introduce them to my mother. I’m not that guy.” I swallow hard over a suddenly incredibly dry throat. “I don’t understand.” “Join the fucking club.” His dry chuckle coaxes out goosebumps up and down my arms, amplified when one of those treacherous hands drifts, tracing a buzzing path up my waist, skimming my collarbone, and settling on my neck. Thick fingers curl around the curve while a calloused thumb traces my jawbone, eyes following the movement. “Sometimes, I find it hard to look at you,” he murmurs, “because you’re so fucking beautiful I can’t think.”