Colin (Unexpected, #6)

by Cora Rose

There is nothing better than reading about double penetration and rimming to keep my mind off the fact that I’m going to die alone.

if there’s one thing Americans know, it’s how to beat the fucking British.

I cannot just go around flashing my dildo collection to any random man standing in his window.

This is for the weed outside. And for all of America, really. I won’t back down.

“You like what you see?” I try and tease, but I peg my prostate as those words leave my mouth and I end up whining. “Yes,” he groans. “You desperate little slut.” God, that word. I despise it. It’s degrading. “Say it again.”

Is it because he was in my room last night? He did touch my knee when he came. Maybe he thinks we’re married now.

I am going to remember that while I am rejected quite often, I am worth it. I will be worth it to someone. One day.

“Did you know Paul Revere was an amateur dentist and an artist?” Ethan asks suddenly, and I blink over at him. Okay, is he trying to get me to suck his dick again? Because that’s how you get me to suck a dick. I am a total whore for historical facts.

Let me tell you a secret. The way to a single parent’s heart is by being kind to their children. Be nice to them and we’ll be half in love with you on the very first day.

“I told myself that I’d never fall for someone again…and then you walked into my life…. I am utterly and completely wrecked for you, Colin. Entirely fucking gone for you.”

“You do realize that we’re going to have to get married now? You did nothing to deter them.” He peeks over at me and shrugs. “Perhaps that was my plan all along.”

“You could love someone like me?” “What’s not to love?” he whispers, his words almost inaudible, but I hear them and I feel like the entire room is spinning.

“I would never leave you, Ethan. I would stay forever. If you let me.”