Forbidden (Hamiltown Heat #4)

by Tia Louise

Ahren means angel, his pet name for me.

Professor Dirk Winston is lose your panties, fall to your knees, thank (not-lost) Jesus, fucking hot as sin.

“You flick your chin, and I come.” Her voice is smoldering. “Even when you hurt me, I’ll come to you.” “How did I hurt you?” My face is lowered, and my voice cracks. “Lying to me, telling me she means nothing to you.”

I’m not alone anymore, and I’m definitely not afraid.

“We can’t be together, Reanna.”

as I make sure she’s secure in the seat. “You do care.” “I never said I didn’t care. I said we can’t be together.”

“You’re worried about me?” She takes my hand, threading our fingers and dropping her head against the headrest and smiling. “No one ever worries about me.”

You don’t have to fight alone anymore… If only that were true, but it’s not. My heart hurts, and I know the way my story ends. I’m always alone.

I still want him, but he’ll never want me. Again, I’m alone. Only this time I have no hope.

“I had one job.” It sounds so stupid now. “I didn’t expect it to be… you.”

“You honestly think I believe a word you say? Your fucking heart is as cold as your people. If you even have a heart.”

“Remember when you said you liked to feel my strength, knowing I could hurt you, but I wouldn’t?” “Yes.” “Now I would.”