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Fall with Me (Wait for You, #4) Fall with Me by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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“I’m scared, too. And there are times I question what I deserve, but we’re in this together. So fall with me,”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“Let yourself go and fall with me, and baby, I will catch you. I will get you through this. You just got to take that risk.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“And you are so obviously not Dean Winchester.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“Sometimes when things are falling apart, they may actually be falling into place.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“Nick stopped at the door. The grin on his face warned trouble. “By the way, loved the bows on your panties.”
Oh, for fuck’s sake.
Reece’s jaw became so hard I thought it would snap off as he watched Nick saunter out the door.”
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“Remember everything I said in the bedroom? I'm scared, too. And there are times I question what I deserve, but we're in this together. So fall with me," he said, smoothing his thumbs along my cheekbones. "Let yourself go and fall with me, and baby, I will catch you. I will get you through this. You just got to take that risk.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“I saw them,” he said.
I frowned. “Saw what?”
He took a deep breath as he eyed me. “The paintings.”
For a moment, I didn’t get where he was going with this. Not when he traced the curve of my cheek with his thumb and not when a soft smile curved his lips. And then it hit me.
“The paintings?” I swallowed and started to sit up, but he didn’t let me get very far. “The paintings at my place?” When he nodded, I felt my face heat like I was out under the summer sun. “The ones that are . . . ?”
“Of me?” he supplied.
I squeezed my eyes shut. “Oh my God. Seriously?”
“Yes.”
Mortified, I didn’t know what to say. “They were in my closet. Why were you in my closet?”
“Looking for a psycho stalker,” he answered.
My eyes popped opened. “That . . . that was like two weeks ago! You saw them back then and didn’t say anything.”
Reece sat up, bringing me with him. Somehow my body ended up between his legs and we were face-to-face. “I didn’t say anything, because I figured you’d respond this way.”
“Of course I’d respond this way! It’s embarrassing. You probably think I’m some kind of freak. A stalker—a creepy stalker who paints pictures of you when you’re not around.”
“I don’t think you’re a stalker, babe.” His voice was dry.
I screwed up my face. “I can’t believe you saw them.”
He chuckled, and my eyes narrowed on him. “Honestly? I really didn’t know how you truly felt about me until I saw them.”
My brows flew up. “I thought you were all-knowing.”
Reece smirked. “I had my suspicions that you were in love with me from the first time you laid eyes
on me.”
“Oh dear baby Jesus in a manger,” I muttered.
“But I don’t think I was a hundred percent until I saw those paintings, especially the one of me in the kitchen. You painted that after . . . after I left.” His brows lowered as he gave a little shake of his head. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I think it’s sweet.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“Looks like my hand is about to do a meet and greet with the back of your head,” Colton retorted.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“Unfortunately, I also hated him, absolute loathed him. Ah, well, most of the time. Sometimes. Pretty much whenever I gazed upon his perfection and started lusting after him. Yeah, that's when I hated him.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“You’re going to make me want to keep you.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“kissed me like he had all the time in the world. Slowly at first, just a brushing of his mouth against mine, and then deeper, parting my lips with his tongue. It wasn’t just a kiss. Not when his tongue danced over mine or the way he tasted me. Reece turned kissing into an art form, and if I had to attach a color to it, to get it on canvas, it would be supple shades of reds and purples.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“Don't hate on Betty Crocker,” Cam warned him.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“I'm sorry I cried all over you," I said.
"That's what I'm here for. I'm your personal tissue. Among other, more fun things, but I'm multipurpose."
"I like those fun things.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“What are you watching?"
One shoulder rose in a shrug. "Looks like an informercial for music of the eighties. Thinking about buying it.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“I watched him, my cheek resting on my hands, and as he straightened, he smacked my butt.
"Pervert." I murmered.
He winked. "You like it."
"Maybe."
Laughing he picked up my cardigan. "Let me help."
I raised my brows at him but lifted one arm with a sigh. Dressing me in the cardigan was like herding wildcats, but he stuck with it, securing each button. "I want to come home in the morning and find you in my bed wearing just this."
"You really are a pervert.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“If Reece and I did make that step to live together permanently, I'd have my own personal clothing folder.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“You think you can eat something?" he asked, and when I nodded, he smacked my behind.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“Babe, the only times I've been in you have been too fast. The next time I strip you down, I want to take my time with you.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“You'd like that,"
"maybe."
"There's no maybe. You would. Just like you liked it in the kitchen.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“Don't give me any lip. I'll turn you over my knee." His eyes darkened to a cobalt blue. "Actually that sounds like a fantastic idea."
Yeah, it kind of did. I wondered if he'd order me to stay still when he did? That made me hot.
He groaned as he stepped forward, curving his hand around my jaw. "I can read your face like an open book." His voice dropped low, was husky. "You'd like that.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall with Me
“No. Seriously. That’s not a ‘nothing.’ I don’t ever want to hear my sister’s name and the word pole in the same sentence that involves dancing.” Cam glanced at Katie, wielding a slotted spatula, causing Jacob to sidestep a spittle of grease. “No offense.”
She shrugged a shoulder . “None taken. Only the few and the proud can handle it.”
I scrunched my nose. “Isn’t that the Marines’ motto?”
“Yes,” sighed Reece.”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me
“Honey,” she said, smiling so widely that I thought her face might split into two. “Are you about to make your momma proud?”
J. Lynn, Fall with Me