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Somebody Like Me Somebody Like Me by Stefanie K. Steck
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“You deserve someone who loves you. Who lets you shine and become who you are meant to be. Not someone who holds you back, and for now, that can be me.”
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“Don’t you ever speak to my wife again.”
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“That me simply being there was enough for her. If only she knew all I ever wanted for her was to be safe, to be loved . . . Knowing that I was giving that to her, made my entire being worth it. Kyla was . . . she was . . . My whole heart.”
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“I’m sorry, Mr. Hartwell, but what business of yours is it to speak about my relationship with my daughter?’ “You mean my wife?” Rhett shifted on the sofa.”
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“I don’t think you know how sexy you are, Darlin’.” I kissed her neck, moving her hair to the side, lightly biting down on her skin.”
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“Thank you,” he responded, his eyes darkened, heavy, and full of need as he bore into me. “For being my wife.”
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“Kyla was my wife. Kyla was mine. And I was, without a doubt, in love with her.”
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“I’m staying. I’m yours, Rhett Hartwell.”
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“Can I kiss you anytime I want?” he asked, a single eyebrow lifting. “Rhett Hartwell, you can kiss me every minute of every day. I’ll welcome each one and count the minutes until the next,” I admitted, using my hand to bring his lips close to mine.”
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“Let me treat you like my wife.”
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“I didn’t want to be kept. I wanted to be loved.”
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“Well.” I arched my back, leaning away from him. “You still haven’t won, technically. There are other ropers to—” I was silenced when his lips met mine in another deep and sensual kiss. “I beat my time and kissed my girl,” he muttered against my lips. “I won.”
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“I didn’t even hear the commentary Wyatt was saying about his run. I was too enchanted by what I was watching firsthand. Rhett guided Buckle back to the arena and his eyes locked on mine. He jumped off, handing the reins off to someone else, before making a direct path towards me, only taking four or five long steps before his boot hit the metal rail and he rose. Removing his hat, he dipped his head and his mouth found mine instantly.”
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“I so badly want to kiss you,” I whispered, admitting that truth my brain was crying out, leaning in a little closer. She took a deep breath, her chest moving as she breathed in and out. She stiffened slightly, her eyes darting quickly as she looked at me. She tightened her lips—almost like she was holding in something she wanted to say. Had she ever been told someone wanted to kiss her? The words she had spoken on our first night rang through my ears. No one has ever talked to me this way before; I’m not used to it. Resting my cheek against hers, I felt her sharp intake of breath. “Has anyone ever told you that?” A shaky breath leaving her, she slightly shook her head. “Mrs. Hartwell,” I whispered in her ear, gravel filling my voice, “I’m just getting started.”
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“She’s coming out, right?” I asked, grabbing her waist to lift her off the tractor, knowing very well she could jump down, but I simply wanted my hands on her again. I always wanted my hands on her.”
Stefanie K. Steck, Somebody Like Me
“I promise to keep you safe,” he whispered, and I felt the shivers trail up my spine.”
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“Thank god,” I breathed, probably harsher than I intended. My internal thought was good girl, but given the moment, I didn't think that was the most appropriate thing to say.”
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“I’m her fiancé,” David answered for her, his voice booming. “Well, that’s awkward because I’m her husband.”
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“Well then.” Using my arm to pull her even closer, a small gasp leaving her lips, I kissed her again, the same shock hitting from the first time I kissed her on the dance floor. This woman was going to be the death of me. “Let’s go talk to him, Mrs. Hartwell.”
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“She could ask me to do anything at this rate and I would give it to her.”
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“Hey, baby.” Oh, why had he settled on baby? “I was hoping you would be willing to—” My mind entirely focused on him, I grabbed his neck and pulled him down to me, my lips crashing into his. I lingered there for a moment, savoring the taste and smell of him. The salt on his tongue and the woody flavor that enveloped him. He smelled the exact same, and I breathed him in. His hand found my waist and he gave a slight hum. I pulled away to see him staring at me, his lips parted slightly, his eyes wide and glazed over. “I need you to pretend to be my husband for the next fifteen minutes.”
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“You married a cowboy?” “Damn straight she did. Oh look.” A laugh left Abi’s throat. “Speak of the devil.” Abi jerked her chin forward. “There he is now.” My stomach churned as I lifted my head to see behind the black SUV. Sure enough, there was Rhett’s white Ford F-250 hauling a horse trailer up the drive, creating a hell of a lot more dust than David’s Lincoln did.”
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“What? It’s a valid question. She wears the hat, she rides the cowboy.”
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“She has swept my brother off his feet and from my guess, she’ll always be here now to give him an award-winning kiss. That run put Rhett in the lead, actually beating his best time of 7.6 with a 7.2.”
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“Marry me,” he repeated. “Rhett . . .” “Even if it’s temporary.” “It’s not really real . . .” “It will be real.” “Temporarily?” “Temporarily real.”
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“I do remember the way her body feels, I can guarantee you she remembers mine as well.” I grabbed the portfolio from his hand and took a single step towards him. “After feeling mine, I can guarantee you, she doesn’t.”
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“I’m her fiancé,” David answered for her, his voice booming. “Well, that’s awkward because I’m her husband.” I forced myself to keep the quiet laughter in. I loved hearing the word husband possibly a little too much.”
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“I grabbed the portfolio from his hand and took a single step towards him. “After feeling mine, I can guarantee you, she doesn’t.”
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