Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“I can’t. My gran is inside. I need to let her caregiver go home.”
“Then we’ll order in.”
“Ya can’t just show up here demanding I have dinner with ya, Cole. I don’t know ya. I haven’t seen ya in eleven years. How do I know yer the same person I once knew?”
“That’s why we’re going to have dinner. I want to know how ya’ve been and what’s been going on in yer life. I’ve missed ya.”
“No. No, no, no. This doesn’t feel right. Yer here out of the blue.
“No one said anything about ya coming here and now here ya are. I can’t afford to trust ya. I need ya to go,” I say and turn to head into the cottage.
“DJ. Deja, wait.”
I ignore him and continue heading for the front door. I still don’t know why he left the day after the bonfire or why he didn’t come to find me sooner. This could be a setup.
Nope. I’m not doing this. My gran has spent enough time without me today.
Brooklyn
I thought I was going to come out of my skin on the flight over here. It took way longer than it ever has to get from New York to Scotland. Not that the flight time changed in any way.
My mind has been telling me I need to be here. However, I was not expecting this when I arrived. Deja looks nothing like the eighteen-year-old I left behind in Ireland. Jesus, Mary, Joesph, all that ass. You can see it from the front.
She looks like the prototype for what women in America pay to look like. Small waist, big fat ass, and those thick thighs. Damn.
My mouth is watering as I watch her walk away from me. The leggings she has on leave nothing to the imagination. Her ass jiggles with each step. The zip-up sports jacket she has on hugs those huge tits like a loving friend.
A friend I want to be. I’m fixated on the globes of her ass as I try to figure out what’s happening. Why is she walking away from me? I’m not leaving here without talking to her.
“Deja, I need to talk to ya. Will ya stop walking away?”
“Why are ya here, Cole?” she bites out as she turns to face me.
I move to stand in front of her. She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. I cup her pretty face once again.
She’s still gorgeous as ever. Not a stitch of makeup on her face and her skin is still flawless. She still wears those bangs, which brings a smile to my face.
Her rich, deep, dark-brown complexion brings out the beauty of her face. Her lips, her nose, those long dark lashes and pretty brown eyes. I can’t believe she’s standing in front of me.
“I came to do this,” I murmur before I can think better of what I’m about to do.
I dip my head and capture her lips. I didn’t come here for this, but now that I have her in my hands, how can I not? Her lips are so enticing and having her in my arms is all I’ve ever wanted.
I start with a gentle press of our lips. It’s more of a cherishing gesture. I’ve always cherished this woman, from the time she offered me her ice cream cone after my older brother knocked mine to the ground and everyone else laughed about it.
She hadn’t licked it yet and her cone was the last one. It had been hot out and I was all sweaty. I wouldn’t take it, but she had insisted, going as far as shoving it in my face and saying I had to take it because I licked it.
Which I hadn’t. Not only did she keep me and Logan from getting into a fight, but she also brought a smile to my face. I had been so angry that day. Oland had made it known he didn’t like that Deja had tagged along with us for the weekend.
That shit pissed me off. Deja was Kate’s best friend and like a little sister to the rest of us. I became super overprotective of her after that day.
When she presses her soft lips back against mine, I begin to tease the seam of her mouth with my tongue. She releases a gasp, and I stick my tongue into her mouth.
I groan as she wraps her arms around my neck. Stepping in closer, I move my arms around her and pull her body into mine. Her soft body melts right into mine.
I deepen the kiss and palm her big ass. My heart swells with pride as I note that my woman isn’t a twig I can snap. I’m a big guy and DJ has all the right curves to handle me.
“Wait,” she pants as she turns her head to break the kiss.